Photo #5 - Laundry
Today is the day I make my rounds to the various baskets around the house collecting the laundry. There are then piles made for ::jeans::darks::lights::whites::delicates::towels and sheets::
Then I stuff my HE front end loading washer full of jeans - since those always seem to be in short supply around here. I continue on through the rest of the loads until they are all washed. Now you all know how this process goes - wash, dry (hang a few things to dry), fold, and put away ...wait, repeat.
This type of work kills me. There is not immediate gratification for me. Seeing those piles of clean clothes is not something I can take pride in. It is a job that is never ending. As soon as my family changes their clothes for bed the baskets will be half full again. Sigh.....
This, my dear readers, this is my Nemesis. Ever Super Hero must have at least one - and this is one of mine.
Side Note on this subject: I used to was 22-25 loads of laundry a week. When I came home from the hospital with baby #4 (and my oldest was only 5) Dearest had installed a brand new large load (3 loads at a time) washer and dryer. Lowering my wash loads down to 7-9 now. Of course it is still the same amount of clothing to fold and put away - but I went from washing/drying every day to once a week now. So - say what you want about presents with cords, but, I appreciate those kinds of gifts.