Sunday, January 2, 2011

So. About That Pesky Laundry.

It's kind of sad that laundry is enough of an entity in my life to fill up enough words for an actual blog post, but it is. Even more sad is that this is not the first time I have blogged about laundry.

Nor, dare I say, the last.

The last time I blogged about laundry it was about making my own laundry detergent. Yes, really. Well, I'm here to tell you, that lasted all of about, well...one batch. And I still have some if you'd like to try it.

The time before that was more of a celebratory post about actually conquering the laundry. See exhibit A. Yes, I actually took "before and after" pictures of the laundry because the difference was that striking.

Well, today I blog about laundry to offer a confession. My laundry pile? For the last several (insert mumbling here instead of actual quantity of time) has looked more like the "before" picture than the "after".  It seems that laundry has without a doubt become an IHC (Irrational Hate Chore) for me. And it's getting to be a problem. And it just will not do. I mean, we NEED clothes. It's really a non-negotiable, don't ya think?

So, in an effort to get a fresh start we took the whole kit and kaboodle (Yes, I just said "kit and kaboodle", and I'd do it again) to the college where Rich teaches. You see they offer a laundry service to the students and faculty for a minimal charge. I KNOW. The only thing I DON'T KNOW is why on earth I have not used this service before, but he has taught there nine years and this is the very first time. Anywho. I cannot explain the joy that I felt when I sent it all off only to receive it a mere day later, washed, dried, and folded. Amen.

There is just one problem. I can't seem to muster the energy to put it all away! It's like the suitcase I don't want to unpack. It is entirely sad and pathetic. I clearly have issues. Wait, what was I saying earlier this week? I repeat. My worth is NOT in my laundry pile. Even the pile that someone else washed, dried, and folded that I can't seem to must enough energy to simply put away.

Even then.

10 comments:

R said...

i laugh as i read this...our bedroom floor is covered in laundry pile landmines! it's all sorted and ready to be washed; the hamper is empty and we just keep throwing our dirties into the right pile! ha! i'n hoping school starting back up again tomorrow will get me motivated and back on my routine. :0)

Lynn said...

Laundry is not my enemy....it's DISHES!!! My IHC. As soon as I clean them, there are more. Several times a day....every.single.day. sigh...

Janelle said...

I can't tell you how many times I have thought about IHCs since you coined the concept years ago. My IHCs are numerous.

I am so happy that it worked out for you and the service. Now GO PUT IT AWAY, says the friend who can't find her washing machine.

JP's MOM said...

They do it for you?! I do believe that is one service I would be adding to the official budget. :-)

Kristen said...

the putting away the laundry is the worst part. i can get it washed, dried, usually folded but the last step... grr! my kids put their laundry away now so that helps. it might be stuffed in a drawer but at least it is away :o)

i would TOTALLY take advantage of that service... awesome!

Carissa said...

what a great idea!!!!! seriously...sell your washer and dryer and don't look back! : )

Shelley said...

WHAT a service!!! I love it! And I love you for making me giggle with the fact that you can't bring yourself to put it away. And I love you for the fact that you abandoned the homemade laundry soap. Because that means you are still my kind of people. :-)

Celeste said...

Let me know if the school has any job openings!

I'm glad you are treating yourself to that service, but can totally relate to putting it away. Bleh!

Denise said...

a laundry service...jealous.

here is what you need to do..go work at the laundry service. WHAT?! yep, work at it. and you'll hate it. it will be too much, but it will make your pile seem like nothing to tackle.

we did laundry for a summer camp for a few years. every 2 weeks during the summer from 3:30 a.m.-8:30 a.m. washing, drying, removing chapstick, folding.
(my husband would do a full days work afterwords, and i went home to the toddlers who'd been with the cheap babysitter who stayed at our house that night).


my laundry is nothing compared to that.

btw- get your kids to put away their own laundry!

Undeserving Grace said...

oh dear...I think the laundry could be another thorn God put in my side. however, i have yet to conquer it... if only some magical fairy showed up to do laundry and put it away...the dishes and put them away. I could daydream about it...
{tara}