So it has been a while. It may be hard to understand for one without two small children, a husband and a house to take care of that time is hard to find to do such things as write a frequent blog entry. Yesterday I spent 14 hours trying to get the laundry done, taking intermittent brakes to feed children, wash dishes, grocery shop, make dinner, and clean house.
Why, you may be wondering, would one want to spend such a long time doing laundry? If you have that much laundry why not just do a load a day? Well because if I do it that way I feel like the laundry is never ending. If I do it my way I don’t have to think about it for six more days, and that my friends is worth the 14 hour marathon. For those of you without children who are wondering how such little creatures could create the mountains that they do when their clothing is so little the answer is ‘I don’t know’. It seems like for every dirty piece of laundry you put in the hamper two more appear (except for socks, for every two of these you put in the hamper only one seems to make it into the drawer). My good friend Liz had a great idea and took all her laundry to a laundromat and got all her washing, drying and folding done in three hours. This is quite a feat considering she has all boys in her house. Contrary to popular belief boys create more laundry than girls. At least the adult variety. Yup, that’s right. Think about it. Their clothes are bigger and they always wear an undershirt.
Anywho, I am still exhausted from yesterday so I must go and crawl into bed.
