I have so much laundry to do. It's overflowing from baskets and laying on the floor. It's, thankfully, not stinky, but staring at me when I do anything that is not laundry related. It's peering into the back of my head and following me around, I know it doesn't have eyes, but it feels like it does. Haunting me. I can hear it calling to me - aren't you missing your favorite panties ... Gideon's been asking for his Packer shirt ... Michael will run out of pants soon ... it's like a song that gets stuck in your head like "Stacy's mom has got it going on ..." that is all I know of that song, but they put it on that stupid commercial and then I'm avoiding laundry, blogging, and singing "Stacy's mom has got it going on". I don't even know Stacy ... we maybe I do know a Stacy or two, but I've never thought of their mom's like that. RAMBLING!!!
Last night I was talking to my good friends about what my laundry basket was like and I said it was like me in spanks - a little less lumpy, but still bulging and overflowing. This morning while in the bathroom, I saw it again and it all came back to me and made we laugh again. I thought, I'd share a picture, and maybe it would bring some laughs to my job security. I hope your imagination doesn't go to me in spanks but rather relates to the constant nature of laundry and life as a mom.
Trying to find joy and humor in the little things, here in my little snow covered town. Love to all my fellow laundry battlers and of course to Stacy's mom!!
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