I spent most of yesterday just trying to get caught up.
Six loads of laundry were in baskets -
Some not. And yes, there's another load in the dryer.
But all clean and needing to be put away.
I like having clean clothes, it just getting them there that drives me a bit crazy. I'm really good at starting a load, washing it, and getting it in the dryer. That's where I falter a bit. I have a bad tendency to 'not hear' the buzzer at the end of the dryer's cycle. When I go back to check on them, they're dry but I just want to fluff them 'a minute or two' before getting them out. I usually fluff each load, um... more than once before getting them out.
Last night I cowboyed up and got the clothes folded and put away.
Today? Today is a new day.
Viola - my new clothes line. It folds for easy storage (read: it's not sitting out there all the time driving my husband crazy), and I dug the hole for the quick-crete in the landscaping rocks (read: there isn't a concrete circle in our green yard). Also, it's better for the clothes and the enviroment. Go me.
Other fun stuff, because we know how dazzling talking about laundry is-
Homemade dress for the Toddler...
Homemade whip (a la Indiana Jones) for the boy...
There are very specific rules for the whip - only hit the ground and rocks. No people.
The girl with a broken wing is continuing to get better. She spent most of yesterday doing one of her favorite things...
Watching TV in the garage. Hey, it gets her out of the house - right?!?