All the piles of clothes that are consuming my bedroom are clean.
Additionally, the fact that my son can’t find clean undies in the morning shows me he is seeking out clean underwear daily. I must be doing something right by him.
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All the piles of clothes that are consuming my bedroom are clean.
Additionally, the fact that my son can’t find clean undies in the morning shows me he is seeking out clean underwear daily. I must be doing something right by him.
Those are both good things. Now if you could just only put a few away at a time it might not be overwhelming.
My laundry room is disassembled because Joel fixed the washer but didn’t put it all the way back together. So I can do laundry but not fold it in there. Grr/
Yay! Clean laundry! Yay! Clean underwear! I do a dance of victory in your honor.
Now go run a mile for me, heh heh heh.
my mom came over yesterday and said, “oh shellie, your room!” My response was, “MOM, it’s ALL CLEAN!!”
I wash it and throw it on the bed for the hubby to fold.
You just reminded me of something that Art said yesterday. Check out my blog.
are all those piles still clean clothes, or are they all back to dirty again?