I very literally spent my entire day doing laundry. I have washed every article of clothing, every towel, every sheet in my house.
This was all part of my “winter cleaning” agenda.
Today I attacked my bedroom and all of the clothes that I have had in baskets because I was either too busy or too lazy to fold and put them away. Somewhere along the way I lost track of which basket was which. I think I might have even rewashed some clothes that were already clean because I couldn’t tell the clean baskets from the dirty.
My husband had been asking where all of his socks had disappeared to. He was certain they had been stolen by a sock thieving bandit. But the truth was, they were tucked into different baskets, slid under the bed, or otherwise hiding in plain sight.
He now has a giant pile of folded socks right next to his pile of folded shirts, pants, and underwear.
As wonderful it is to have a closet filled with clean clothes (and a pile of folded clothes on the dressers, tables, and shelves) it seems as if I have burned out my washing machine in the process.
I can only hope it is just too exhausted to carry on. Hopefully after a good night’s rest it will be ready to jump into action again for the clothes that get dirty in the night.
Or maybe I can go just a few days before picking up a laundry basket again. I certainly wouldn’t mind a bit!
Until the next time…I’ll be trying to find places to put all the clean laundry!