With five kids who can’t even eat a peanut butter sandwich without smearing it all over their clothes, my laundry baskets are seldom empty. But that doesn’t mean I can’t strive for blissful emptiness! Every day I declare war on Mount Washmore, and these are my strategies:
- I have three laundry baskets in the bathroom: one for lights, one for darks and one for really dirty stuff. Every night, before I lay me down to sleep, I stuff the washing machine with dirty laundry. This way, all I have to do the next day is add detergent and push the button, and I’m a good housewife already.
- I fold laundry every Tuesday, Thursday and Friday, while the children take their baths. While they tell me all about what Pikachu did to Tinkiewinkie I make yet another dent in Mount Washmore.
- Although I have a drier, I only use it for the ‘small stuff’ like underwear and socks. Pants, shirts, dresses, they come out of there like they are in desperate need of Botox, looking like a ninety year old wrinkled lady. So I put those on a hanger and hang them out to dry. The next day I only have to put them in a closet!
- Every Wednesday I change the beds. Because they wrinkle like crazy in the drier, I throw them across doors to dry. Works like a charm.