.....that all of my laundry is almost completely caught up.
.....that that is a huge feat for me (or if you know me well, then you do know that). I honestly cannot remember the last time that every stitch of clothing we owned was all clean at the same time. Probably can't remember it because it's never happened.
.....that the only reason it happened this time is because my nine year old son is bound and determined to own his own Wii because he doesn't want to have to share under-law with his brothers, so he lived in the laundry room washing and drying 16 loads of laundry on his own.
.....that he actually did a great job and didn't turn anything pink.
.....that I'm thinking of hiring him full time. Or holding his Wii hostage until I find 3,458,392 other jobs for him to do around the house that I despise doing myself.
.....that one of the loads that I JUST washed yesterday was a load of Kirk's camouflage. From deer season. As in last fall. As in SIX MONTHS AGO. But who's counting?
.....that also while digging through Mt. Washmore, I found a pair of capris that had been missing since last spring. I had convinced myself that I gave them to Goodwill. It was like the Tale of the Prodigal Pants.
.....that while telling my joyous tale to some friends last night, I received giggles and strange looks. Apparently I am the only one who has a plan of hierarchy when it comes to laundry. Who knew? I thought we were all in this together.
.....that it won't be long before my laundry room is completely piled up again. Because I roll like that.
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