Time to talk about laundry. My life revolves around laundry for the first couple days of every week. I wake up on Monday mornings resolved to do better! and get it all done! in one day!
I've got a pretty good system down but there's just so damn much of it. For a family of 5 we've got: whites, reds/oranges, greens/blues, darks, jeans, towels, and two complete loads of miniature humans clothes.
That's a lot, but that's not it. Add in the bedding: our king size set takes two seperate loads, then Liam's bedding, and then those darn mini humans again in one more load.
1 2 3....8 9...11...12. Wait. Did I count that right? Yup. 12 loads of laundry every week.
Maybe I shouldn't be so hard on myself when it's not all completed in one day. I never realised just how many loads there were.
I was going to expand upon this post about how proud I was that I took my moms advice and ironed my sheets and pillowcases this time around. But maybe I should just stop here and go downstairs and switch over the load.