...the bottom of the laundry basket!
My laundry's done, people! There's not even a stray sock left to match up...
...and nothing waiting in the hamper to be washed.
This sort of thing only happens in my house once, or maybe twice, in a decade. It is a monumental occasion. And, of course, it will all be undone tonight, when the children fill the hamper to the brim again, but for now they're down for a nap, and I have a lovely mystery waiting...
...so, if you'll excuse me, I'm off for some guilt free self-indulgence - okay, not totally guilt free, there's still the thick layer of dust engulfing the house, but did I mention - the laundry's done?
It's great to be a homechooler.
Hooray! I have to keep myself on a strict schedule of a load of laundry daily or it piles up here as well. I am not kidding it is one load of laundry daily! Then I have to remember to fold it and put it away. There is always something isn't there?
ReplyDeleteI AM SO JEALOUS! Really, you should SEE the couch OVERFLOWING with clothes to be folded...
ReplyDelete(Hmmm, should I now get off my rear and go fold some? NAAAAH!)
Yours all fit in your laundry basket? Right now mine is in my laundry basket and then a repurposed trash can..... It's scaring me.
ReplyDeleteI'm SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO JEALOUS!
Wow - I can imagine how rare that is! It's bad enough with just one child!
ReplyDeleteWoo-Hoo!! Isn't it a glorious feeling.
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