A Phoenix Burning


I hate it.  Loathe it.  Despise it.  With every last cell of my Being.

No matter how much I wash it, it is never done.  No matter how many times I fold a *bleeping* shirt, it never stays folded.  It is the bane of my existence, laundry. 

I’ve never loved doing laundry…I mean, who does?  However, since I’ve been doing the “stay-at-home-Mommy” job, it has become this Thing…It has taken me down into the depths of despair more often than any other household chore.  My Sweet Daughter #1 even came up with a drawing for me, a tree that she would have on her island…(she has been creating a land in preparation for a story she wants to write.)  This tree is called The Laundry Tree, and everyone would have one on their front lawn.  You put laundry into the hole in the tree, (you know…the hole that every childhood drawing of a tree has) and clean laundry pops out of the branches like leaves.  You just pick your clean outfit off the tree in the morning.  That’s My Girl!!!

So, I wonder if I had one of these, if my laundry life would become less of a burden?  7.0 cubic feet of laundry washing ability…much more than my meager little “large capacity” that we bought 10 years ago.

But then there’s that deck I want so badly…decisions, decisions. 

Truly, it is a trial to have a “wanting” personality.  What to do what to do?


One response

  1. I feel for ya’ – laundry is indeed the bane of our existance. I have more than once wished for disposable clothing, but, as with most things, the solving of one problem merely creates another – all that disposable clothing certainly wouldn’t be good for trying to be more green! So we continue the laundry. My advice for you: Go for the deck. It will ultimately be more satisfying than the washer. When your kids get older, make them do what I do – do their own laundry!

    May 3, 2008 at 8:46 am

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