Okay, I don't know about anyone else, but I am terrible at doing my laundry. If a shirt gets something on it, or smells funny, I'll toss it into the laundry basket abyss until...later, but if it survives the day unstained and smelling only of my deodorant and body spray? Hang it up, we'll wear it again! Jeans, for me, never get dirty and can be worn indefinitely. The little drips and dirts that get on jeans "add to their character." Or so I tell myself.
The sole exception to this "if it looks and smells clean...it's clean" rule is socks and underwear. Those are wear once, and into the laundry basket abyss until Laundry Day items. But as I said, I'm terrible about doing my laundry, so in order to keep from having to do laundry all the time, I simply have a lot of socks and underwear that get piled up for weeks.
Then, out of nowhere, days like today happen.
Today, I woke up at the crack of noon as usual, and went to take a shower. However, when I went digging for a pair of clean underoos? None. Nada. Zip, zilch, etc. The Day of Tragic Chore Doing was once again upon me, and I had no choice. It was officially Laundry Day.
So, with a heavy heart, a bathrobe and a nightgown, that, now you've mentioned it, did smell a little cagey, my laundry basket and I trudged upstairs to set about the long and arduous task of "washing clothes." I turned all the little knobs on the front of the washer to their correct settings (hot/warm, large load, 8 minute cycle), swapped out my nightgown for the bathrobe, tossed it in along with the mountain of underwear (how do I have SO MANY PAIRS?!!?) and went to sulk on the couch. With a plate of pizza rolls, because laundry day is also pizza roll day in the Rules According to Sarah.
And, as I sat watching A Baby Story and Birth Day on TLC, I decided that I didn't care what clothing got washed today, I was not going to wear any of them. No sir, I was not. Today felt like a good day to rebel against the custom of getting dressed in clothes fit to be seen in public. Today, I was going to wear my bathrobe. And so I did. Am, actually, though I've since also added that nightgown from earlier. It smells like clean laundry!
And, as I am every Laundry Day, I have been reminded that doing laundry is kinda worth it for that clean laundry smell.
Don't worry, though, I'll forget by the time Laundry Day comes around again, and it will once again be a day to sulk in my bathrobe with a plate of pizza rolls and live births on TLC.
OH! I also feel the sudden need to clarify that while I don't do laundry very often, I DO shower regularly. Every other day at minimum.
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