Twenty minutes into my project and I've learned these things:
I have far more sitting-around-the-house clothes than going-outside-in-public clothes.
It doesn't take long for a little bit of work to start showing a big improvement. I should remember this and apply it to other facets of my life.
Another twenty minutes, and I've finished folding all the clothes on the table, covered the rough wooden surface of the table with an old sheet, and made neat piles of the newly folded clothes.
All there's left to do is wash and fold and wash and fold and wash and fold. Oh, and I've got to pair up the socks still. Most haven't seen their mates in months.
That feels like an accomplishment.
Thank you for making me feel a lot better about my pile of laundry =pReplyDelete
It does look a lot better. I wish that I had a washer and dryer in my apartment, I'm jealous.
Wow!! Laundry looked better when my clothes were there in bags for the longest. Were you guys attacked by a laundry monster after I left? I didn't see that in any of your blog posts...ReplyDelete
Dude - that's what happens when you ignore it for weeks and weeks and weeks.ReplyDelete
It's better now. Promise.