Today I spent most of this rainy Monday at home washing and folding load after load of laundry. In fact, my washing machine has been on it's last days over the past year. I knew any day now it would quit on me and today was the day it decided it has had enough of our insane amount of clothes that need washing each week. I was hoping it would give me another year. It feels like we have had a lot of unanticipated events happen, each one costing more money than we would like to spend. Because a mom of 5 cannot NOT have a washing machine, I will be heading to buy a new one tomorrow!
I have tried to use at least one day of the week that the kids are at school and spend it mostly at home, not rushing around town. It gives me a chance to catch up on some housework. I try not to schedule anything on Mondays. I do usually have to go to the grocery store, but sans kids is a bonus and I will grab me a coffee a take it pretty slow.
Today as I worked at home I caught a few glimpses of 2 things I really loathe to do! I don't know why I dread these particular chores, but I really really do. I mean give me a vacuum and I could do it all day, but these 2 things ....well, blah!
The first would be the folded clothes lining the stairs. Notice that I do not spend a lot of time in my folding and this is because once the clothes are placed neatly in the drawers, they will never be folded again until they reach me once more hot out of the dryer. Now, I put the kids clothes in their drawers for them. I realize this is something they can totally do on their own, but I get a tad satisfaction when I neatly place them in the drawer on top of clothes that have more wrinkles than a dryer (not an iron) could ever get out. Maybe its the obsessive part of me that wants to know that they were at least laid in the drawer neatly at one point in time!
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And I must end on something that I love to find. Here, lying by my bedside, a sweet present given to me by my 4 year old. Yes, it is wrapped in a black trash bag. And he informed me that he put a surprise by my bed but it was "NOT a ball!" If I didn't know any better, I would probably assume it was a bag of trash (or laundry) but I cannot wait to rip it open tonight and find the beach ball present that Gray has so thoughtfully given to me. The present just for me that I bought with my money.
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I have tried to use at least one day of the week that the kids are at school and spend it mostly at home, not rushing around town. It gives me a chance to catch up on some housework. I try not to schedule anything on Mondays. I do usually have to go to the grocery store, but sans kids is a bonus and I will grab me a coffee a take it pretty slow.
Today as I worked at home I caught a few glimpses of 2 things I really loathe to do! I don't know why I dread these particular chores, but I really really do. I mean give me a vacuum and I could do it all day, but these 2 things ....well, blah!
The first would be the folded clothes lining the stairs. Notice that I do not spend a lot of time in my folding and this is because once the clothes are placed neatly in the drawers, they will never be folded again until they reach me once more hot out of the dryer. Now, I put the kids clothes in their drawers for them. I realize this is something they can totally do on their own, but I get a tad satisfaction when I neatly place them in the drawer on top of clothes that have more wrinkles than a dryer (not an iron) could ever get out. Maybe its the obsessive part of me that wants to know that they were at least laid in the drawer neatly at one point in time!
This is another chore I cannot stand! I usually can pass this one onto the kids, but today was a day to catch up so I succumbed to it. I will add that I left them there for a few hours before I finally mustered up the "just do it" attitude.
