Dang it! I nearly had the laundry done before more laundry piled up! The last load is in the dryer and I see in the dirty hamper: Matt's softball uniform, two bibs, one errant T-shirt that I found in my "clean" pile. So close...
(This is amusing today only because I am in a good mood...otherwise, a little discouraging.)
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I know what you mean. Normally, because we're a small family, I'm able to keep up with laundry by doing one load a day. But when Luke's parents left on Saturday, I had sheets, quilts, duvets, bath mats, regular stuff, etc. I ran the washer and dryer constantly for three days, and when it was all done... guess what?! I had three days' worth of laundry to do! On my gravestone: Her house was clean but she died anyway.
I hate putting the laundry away. I can fold it just fine but sometimes it sits all neatly folded in the basket until the next monday's laundry day. I've been working on it :)
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