
June 26th, 2008
No, it’s not the getting there or coming home.
It’s not layovers at the airport (even though we’re driving now)…
it’s the freaking LAUNDRY.
Now…
It’s my fault. I’ll take the blame.
I did all the kids’ laundry before they left. All washed, folded, put away.
But mine?
I didn’t need it last Saturday… so I just pushed that to the side. Clothing my kids was important and a priority.
And I’ve had FOUR days to do my laundry. FOUR. Four days that I could easily pop the clothes in the washer while I work, fold clothes while I’m on conference calls, or while I was watching TV. (Yes, there are distinct benefits to working from home.)
But I didn’t.
And now I’m doing laundry. So that I don’t have to go into the office naked next week. (Well, I do have some new clothes, but… that’s besides the point…)
And what’s worse? I have to do laundry while I’m in Mississippi, twice. Once to wash the clothes they are bringing home from camp and then once again before we leave so they have clean clothes to take to Nana’s and Papaw’s.
I hate laundry.
Until next time…
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