Real life here today, folks. Dish washing, cleaning up, et cetera.
Take heart! There is joy in the mundane.
Take this, my laundry pile.
This is all our dirty laundry from this last week. Now, I know some of you are all, "Seriously?! That seems like an awful lot amount of laundry! " While others of you are saying to yourselves, "Cate is a total amateur. A week's worth of laundry and that's all she has?"
Doesn't matter what you're thinking. Because whether it's a lot or a little, it has to get done. People around here seem to like having clean clothes to wear.
And I am taking joy in doing it.
Nope. That's not right. I still hate doing laundry. But, I find my joy in seeing the pile diminish. I take joy in tomorrow when (hopefully!) my laundry room floor will be empty again and I can close (and lock!) the laundry chute door and pretend there are no dirty clothes in the house until next Wednesday, when I'll do it all again.
Well, except I'm not sharing my laundry pile with you every week, because that would just be weird.
2 comments:
Yep. I hate housework. But I love having it DONE. I love having it DONE enough that it spurs me to doing it (most of the time) even when I hate it and when it doesn't STAY done.
Oh, and you touched on the real reason I do my laundry weekly, even though it means I usually don't do anything else on Mondays BUT laundry because it's a week's worth: I can "pretend there are no dirty clothes in the house until next [Monday]"
Once I get a load worth of clothes I can't help but put it in. I guess it's the OCD in me.
Funny to see how other families roll:)
Good luck with your laundry monster!
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