This is part of the dirty pile(s):
This is one of the clean baskets. (My mom would freak at this; clean laundry shoved into a basket! The wrinkles! The horror!)
So, my house has been invaded by laundry. RxMan is usually a big help but this is a weekend he worked and we all ran out of underwear. That is a problem because we can't fit into The Conqueror's diapies.
Y'know what I want for Christmas? A maid. And I don't even care if we have to kidnap her from a foreign country and hold her captive in the basement.
7 comments:
Hold her captive in the basement - ACK - don't do that - that's not a good idea! I know you are just kidding - I feel the same way about the mess in my own house. Take care and don't stress too much over the mess - we are all in the same sinking boat. kellan
Maybe the maid would like the basement.
Hey Toni, how about you and me share the maid? My piles could beat up your piles! :)
Sounds like you just need to buy more underwear - then you go can longer between the white load!!
Very funny post, and oh so close to my reality! :) I think the dirty clothes multiply in the laundry room at night while we're sleeping! Ugh.
Oh, I see you've been to my house!! I have lots of piles of clean. We just pull from the pile and reuse. A gal after my own heart!
ugh.
I once cried when I was just caught up on the ironing and my husband pulled out all of his stupid tshirts to hang to dry and then be ironed.
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