On Saturdays I normally do our laundry. I'm not really a huge fan of laundry. And to be honest, I'm terrible at it. Need something to fit smaller? Send it to me; I'll find a way to shrink it. Need something stained a wrong color? Don't worry I got your back. Seriously, I've done both of those things a handful of times. I've even done both of those things on one of my favorite shirts! Talk about a sad moment.
You might wonder why I still do it. I could ask my husband to do it. I don't and unless I'm running short on time and need a hand, I don't like to ask him. He graciously does it if I do ask him. I think of it like my work. I would feel so guilty if a pile of laundry was waiting for him after a long day of work. I wouldn't feel right sitting around avoiding the pile because it's not my favorite chore. I hope my consciousness would kick in if I came to that point.
Usually I iron church clothes and work clothes too. The first time I ironed my husband's clothes I was so nervous! I think my ironing skills have become better over time. Now I wish I watched my mother iron while growing up. She could crisp and sharpen any shirt. Many lessons I missed out because I thought it was boring!
In the past few months I have got into a bad habit. Either I'll leave the last load in the dryer for days or ignore to fold it until hours later. I not proud of that habit, especially because I like to start and finish things in a timely matter. This past weekend I did it all in the same day! I didn't let any load sit on the bed for longer than it needed to. I want to continue those actions because it shows my dedication to the house work including those things I do not like. Plus it teaches me to follow through on everything.
We all have laundry to do. We will always have laundry to do. I think if we follow through when we have time it pays off mid week when you need that extra pair of underwear.
*image found on here (talk about a dream laundry room!)
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