Wednesday, January 5, 2011

My Little Social Experiment

I really hate laundry.

I do a lot of things in my life as mom/housewife/homeschooler. Laundry is one of the things I end up doing almost every day, but one of the things I hate the most.

The worse of it is that the majority of the people I serve by doing laundry in my house seem to treat that service with little respect. Hours and hours of my time are spent - every week - on washing, drying, and drying, and sometimes drying again, then sorting and folding. Sometimes I have help, but usually not.

Time and again I walk into the bedrooms to see the same laundry I just labored over cascading out of drawers,, jammed is a better word - jammed into dressers with wild abandon, wrinkled and creased and neglected.

Around Christmas, I told ArtGuy I was done serving the masses. I will help them, but I am not killing myself by doing their laundry on my own.

One week ago, Romeo and Cookie Boy, who share a room., politely told me their laundry bin was full. I told them I was all ready for them, and to go ahead and toss their laundry down. Did they? Nooooooo. On Sunday they wailed there were no clean pants for church, and I reminded them that they neglected to hand over their laundry. Have they since then?
 You be the judge.
This picture does not capture the horror

This pile is at least 4 feet tall.. Not an exaggeration!

Their laundry pile would literally bury the Mad Toddler alive.

I am not going to remind them. They will or they won't. Their call.

The Young Adult returned home from Boy Scout winter camp to a clean room and an empty laundry bin. Out of the goodness of my heart, I did all his laundry while he was gone. Well, after a week at camp, he brought a ton home. His room is right next to the laundry room. Has he done one load? Nope!
There is no "walk-in" capabilities in this walk-in closet!

Hideously ugly.

My washer and dryer have been mainly empty this week.

But my lips are sealed!


Patty said...

LOL Good for you! Keep us posted.

Brandi Leach said...

Ha! That pic on the Young Adult's closet looks a lot like Alex's. She can't seem to figure out exactly how a hamper works.