I don't fold and put away my clothes.
Really, you'd think by the time I graduated from college, got married, bought a house and had a kid that I would be able to take care of myself. But no, there are still a number of things that I can't seem to get the hang of.
Well, that's not true. I actually don't mind doing laundry. Washing and drying clothes is no big deal. (Let's not point out that a machine takes care all of it...shall we?) Even un-organized me has a day that I do laundry. Monday. Now granted, it is Tuesday and the first load went in about twenty minutes ago, but hey, I did bring it downstairs yesterday!
The washing machine does it's job, the dryer theirs.
So the laundry is done, it's been brought upstairs and I pile it on the bed in a overly idealistic display of domesticity; where it sits all day until the guy goes to bed and pushes it onto the floor. Now, if it's started out to be a good day, the pile will end up on the bed again. It could happen, right? Ha. Well if it's a normal day, the pile sits there and gets picked through and wrinkled and strewn all over the room until it all ends up in the laundry basket to start all over again.
Don't even ask me about those other piles you see. We'll get to those another day.
So what's the solution? If we won the lottery we'd just put the laundry room in our closet (it's really that big) and that way the piles would still be there...but at least we wouldn't have to see them. Or I'd start actually hanging my clothes. Heh, well one could hope. Maybe all I need is a better way to organize our clothes. Right now the guy and I share one dresser. That's right, we share one three and a half drawer dresser and often times the drawers get stuck because our sh*t is hanging out. What is in the closet you ask? Don't ask me, I haven't been in there in months. Hmm, maybe I should invest in some shelves so I would have a place to put the clothes away. That would be nice.
Oh, and a machine that folds.
Advice for MP?
What's my laundry solution?