Well get a LOAD (Get it? LOAD?) of THIS!!!!
Please stop staring at how lame and stupid my laundry "room" is. My house is old, k? The picture is supposed to depict the marked absence of clothes on the floor. It's been almost two years since that post but people, my laundry is DONE. Done, done. Washed, dried, put away. D.O.N.E. Do you know how long it's been since I've had every stitch of laundry done? Stop guessing, you're embarrassing yourself. YEARS. Literally years!!! Even before that picture above was taken. Let's see...I moved into this house four years ago and I think I did pretty good for the first six months. So, ya, since then.
I won't lie, it's a great feeling. I'm sure it's helped that Hayden and Avery have been at their dad's for a couple weeks. But at least it's done! I'm making us all go naked from now on so I never have to do laundry again. (Now we can't stop puking every time we look at each other, though. And when we're not puking, we're pointing and laughing. It's a trade-off.)
Having all my laundry done does have its drawbacks, though:
I don't have any hangers left. Which is just as well since I can't squeeze one more shirt in there, anyway.
The shelf in my closet, where I put my pants and shorts is piled to the ceiling.
Sock drawers are filled to capacity.
This is Hayden's shorts drawer, overflowing.
The towel closet is completely full and I've had to put towels in other places.
So, DeNae and Annette, I hope you can sleep peacefully tonight. Of course, it will require you to get the image of my naked family out of your heads. Sweet dreams!
