Damn Laundry

What ever you do, DON'T turn your back on the laundry monster.

It'll get you.

This is the culmination of regular laundry and all the camping laundry I'd been putting off.

Not pretty, is it?

Plus there's a load in the dryer, a load in the washer, and one waiting to go into the washer.

2 pairs of pants, sweatshirts, t-shirts, socks, undies and pjs is looking mighty appealing at this point in time.

The good news is it's daylight when I'm tacking this massive undertaking, so there's hope I'll have a decent evening.

If I can just keep the two little ones from hitting and scratching it'll work.

I would much rather be having lunch at a friend's today, as planned.

And if you were wondering, this is what's for dinner.  Cooking with Trader Joe's Taco Soup.

It won't make up for missing my friend's always yummy soup but maybe it'll be something the whole family will eat.

A girl can dream, can't she?

laundry

Saturdays are so glamorous. 

Especially when Mark's at work.

Can you hear my sarcasm?

I really don't get it.  But there has to be a better way. 

I do at least a load of laundry at least every other day.  There's no slacking off for a week at a time for me.

Yet, this is the monster that I tackled and attempted to tame tonight...

 (The laundry room isn't complete yet- it's going to be pretty one day soon).

In case you wondered what laundry for a family of six might look like.

Really?

Is this necessary?!

Honestly, I was caught up on laundry TWO days ago!

And this doesn't include my laundry, which of course is MINIMAL.

Funny thing is, it's only going to get worse as the kids get bigger

and smellier.

Maybe it's time to train Sarina.  She's the first born.  She should be meticulous.  Plus she's an Aquarius and they're supposed to love order...

I talk big. 

It'll always be me.

I like things folded and sorted a certain way.

Just like I like the dishwasher loaded a certain way.

And the dishes put away just the right way.

Oh man.  I'm a control freak?

And I'm not a first born or an Aquarius.

I better get that cinnamon swirl bread out of the oven and get to bed.  It's just too much for me right now.

Since I'm jumping all over the place anyway, have I said that I LOVE my bread machine?  It makes the house smell so good, even if I can't eat it...

July 11th HcG is complete and I'm celebrating with a skinny girl margarita (or 3).

Enough.  I'm all over the place.

Time for bed.

Sogni D'Oro
(dream of gold in Italian- sounds so much nicer than sleep tight don't let the bedbugs bite- why would you want to think of bugs as you fall asleep?!  I'd much rather think of gold in a beautiful land ahh Italia...:)