In my years as a Mama (9 and counting with my own children, plus all my pseudo-kids at the daycare), I have had to clean up poop, pee, puke, and Lord knows what else.
Still, the "mommy-job" I hate the worst is folding laundry. Seriously. I hate folding laundry. "Hate" is not nearly a strong enough word. I don't mind washing it. I actually enjoy carting it out to the backyard to hang it on the line and taking it down, because I get to be outside. But folding it just....sucks.
I can't just turn the dryer back on, because I line-dry my clothes (except in the winter). So they sit on my couch, waiting to be folded. The clothes that I do dry, like, "unmentionables" sit in the dryer, lonely. And in the meantime, the wrinkle so badly that its almost a good enough reason to re-wash them. Which, frankly, is more pleasant than folding.
Last night, my poor Barb Wire Man opened his drawer and asked where all his underwear went. I told him they were all still in the dryer. He reminded me that they had been in the dryer for several days, and wondered if I was ever going to fold them. I told him I would, and I did. I folded the underwear from last week. The ones I washed today are still in the damn dryer. Come next week, when he is out of undies, the same scenario will unfold. I think after 8 years he has learned that this is just something he will have to accept about me.
I hate folding laundry. What is your least favorite household chore?
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