There is a lot of laundry to do in my house. I usually try to devote one day of the week to get most of it done. I'll have to do a couple more loads later in the week, but on Monday, the washing machine runs non-stop. I don't mind doing laundry (except for the socks) but it's not the most entertaining past time. So why do I love it, you ask... Because when dh calls home from work on laundry day, and he casually asks, "What 'cha doin'?," I do not have to admit that I'm sitting on my butt, admist the clutter of four boys, surfing the web.
I can just say, "I'm doing laundry."
Stand and Wait
8 years ago
4 comments:
ROFL
Have I told you how much you make me laugh? Your humor is so dry. Awesome.
Uhm, I should go do some laundry now.
Um that is a great perspective, not one I share, but maybe I should. I hate laundry day or in my house days!
LOL! That is the exact same reason I love my cranky baby days... sorry, I couldn't get the living room cleaned up because the baby cried every time I put him down (and so I spent all day holding him and surfing the web). ;)
You are SSSssssssssoooooooooooo boring me! (said lovingly from your favorite oldest sister) Is there nothing else going on that you can talk about?! ;)
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