Sisyphus ain’t got nothing on us. Nothing I tell you.

standard September 15, 2008 6 responses

This morning M looked at me splayed out on the couch with my laptop on my lap and said
“It’s time.”
He could have meant anything. Time for a shower, time for breakfast, time for me to get my butt off the couch and get moving. But the look on his face left no room for doubt.
“Noooooooooo.” I cried, but he was impassible.
“Today’s the day we fold all the laundry.” He said grimly, and I reluctantly put down the computer and followed him to hell the bedroom.

Now, it’s no secret that we have a bit of a laundry problem around here. You do the math. Four people, two of which change size almost every month. I wash, and wash, and wash and I have no place to put the clean stuff and no time to fold it anyway so we never get around to putting it away. We just heap it on the chair and ottoman in our room and dig through it to find clean clothes.

We ignored the situation until there was almost as much clothing on the floor as on the chair. Then we realized we probably had to do something about the situation.

We started at 10:30 this morning. When we broke to feed the kids lunch we’d barely made a dent. By 3pm we were starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel. A teeny tiny pinprick of light. We folded, and sorted, and folded, and sorted, and put tons of stuff away. M emptied the kids’ drawers and I filled them right back up. I hung up a million shirts and pairs of pants, and we packed our closet to the gills. (Not that closets have gills, so maybe we packed it to the hinges or something.)

And yet?

And yet?

Our bed is still covered in clothes that have yet to be folded and put away and our laundry hampers are overflowing.

Know what that means?

Yup. That means that as soon as I wash all the dirty clothes we’re right back where we started. And if that’s the case, then why, pray tell, why did I waste an ENTIRE Sunday folding laundry?

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6 responses

  • I keep hoping Ikea will come out with a laundry robot thing from Sweden. I think though, at least Chris is finally coming to terms with the fact that we will just never be the family who is caught up on laundry ever..

  • M

    It wasn’t a waste at all! See now we just put the clothes in the drawers where they belong. It will (hopefully) keep the laundry pile down at least until they grow… Oh wait, they’re still growing?! Shoot. I think we need to have a talk with them about that.

  • Sounds like you need to get rid of some clothes – things that may be too small, or dingy or something! I folded a few heaping baskets yesterday (I’ve got 2 small one’s left – and three hampers full of dirty laundry. I am constantly amazed that we never run out of things to wear.

    I am planning on purging when I make the change from summer to winter clothes!

  • Laundry is always moving in our home, now if we could get our three kids to pitch in! 🙂

  • You must have had a lot of laundry. The whole day folding, WOW! Thanks for sharing. Great post!

  • We have the same problem – except our clean laundry is all over our bedroom floor waiting for the moment inspiration will strike and instead of picking it up and putting it on from the shower, we will actually put it in a drawer or something. Sigh. It never ends!

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