Laundry is a never-ending battle at my house – especially with three kids and one of them being an infant. I particularly hate laundry during the winter since our clothes are much heavier and “longer” – sleeves and pants instead of tanks and shorts – which then fills the washer up much quicker.
Actually, getting the laundry clean is not that difficult for me. I always try to get clothes in the washer whenever I can. I don’t resort to a “laundry day”. I do it all week long. However, I’m the type that will put a load in the dryer (if it’s towels, sheets, or the kids’ clothes) and go to bed or leave the house. I’m a multi-tasking queen at getting it done. (So what if my kids are a bit wrinkled…that’s the least of their problems, I’m sure.) And it definitely helps that our laundry room is right off of our kitchen.
The fight is with the folding. I’m a folder. 99% of my clothes and my kids’ clothes get folded and put on shelves or in drawers. I barely hang anything. And don’t even ask me about ironing…I think I own an iron, but I’d have to ask my MIL where it is since she’s the only one that ever uses it. (I actually know people – not just one crazy momma, but multiple – that iron infant clothes, but I’ll save another post for that INSANE concept. I don’t iron my own clothes, I’m sure as hell not ironing a onesie that will most likely get crapped all over! Ok, must save the rest for another day.)
So I need a folding fairy…desperately. Just see the photo below. That’s my laundry room yesterday morning. ALL six of those baskets of clothes and towels = CLEAN. And the dryer is full. But now everything needs folded. Argh. Do you think if I got this t-shirt for Andy he’d magically turn into a folding fanatic? I can’t complain, he already is the towel folder (there wasn’t a shirt for that)…what more can a girl ask for?