11.16.2011

Laundry 2

I can't get everything just right and it freezes me.

I can't write here until my house is clean and I can't clean my house until I am wearing makeup and clean clothes but none of the clothes are clean so where does that leave me?

I don't know where this came from, the having to do everything in this order, but it's the only way I can build momentum and win the day rather than dragging through and collapsing and wanting to punch things.

There is dead laundry in a heap on the floor. You know, dead laundry?  It's at least as bad as debris.  Dead laundry is laundry that gets left in the dryer for a few days and is wrinkled beyond help but you have to take it out and go through it anyway for one reason or another.  You put it on the floor and it collapses there and doesn't breathe.

Dead laundry looks like a pile of wadded up paper.  Like someone wrote a lot of drafts or drew a lot of bad pictures and then killed them all and made a pile.  There is no energy in dead laundry.  There is nothing promising or engaging.

I think I have to move it back to the laundry room like it's dirty, mixing it in with the actually dirty laundry so I can pretend none of this happened, and start over. Otherwise I'll flee with the kids to the thrift store or the Target and I'll spend a few dollars I don't have in exchange for escaping the chore creature on the floor.

I wrote this a few days ago in a flurry and without reading it twice but I didn't hit publish because I have commitment issues.  Laundry drama.  I have created a genre.

10 comments:

  1. I rewash so many loads it's not funny. Jeff has a habit of taking not-all-dry towels or clothes out because he needs to try something and they sit in a pile on the basement floor so back into the washer they go. It's a vicious cycle.

    Get it?

    That's dumb.

    Steph

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  2. PS I do a lot of those "in order" things and I don't even realize it but when they DO get done in order, it's like I finally exhale and resume normal breathing again and can then go about my day.

    Steph

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  3. Just fold it and put it away. The weight of the laundry will make it flat enough for kids and your wrinkly mom clothes will justify another thrifting trip. It doesn't count as something you bought for yourself if it was $1 and pulled out of a Goodwill bin. I like your blog. I feel more like you than the people who are scarily together.

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  4. i like making up new genres. i also think erica has good advice: to the point and simple. i would love to help you out cementing your new genre but if i wrote about laundry, it would be way less dramatic. i'll leave the mamas out there to fill in where i can't.

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  5. SO WITH YOU! In fact I really was just sitting here contemplating a Target run just to avoid doing laundry this morning:)

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  6. Bookmarking this one, it's perfect. So familiar, that need to do things in a particular order, and so what happens when the order falls apart?

    Today, I will force myself to fold dead laundry, and put it away.

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  7. Also, why can't I ever get used to the volume? Often times the sheer volume of laundry takes my breath away, and I'm left wondering, why does this surprise me?

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  8. Today I have it out for the laundry in my house. I want it allllll clean. It won't happen, but a girl can dream can't she? Thanks for your laundry posts. Makes me feel like I'm not the only one drowning in it!

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  9. I have started doing many small loads instead of fewer big ones because then I don't get paralyzed by a mountain of to-do folding. It is not cost effective nor is it environmentally sound, but it's working so far. Big piles make me weak.

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  10. oh and this makes me laugh but in a way where I want to hug you and maybe cry with you a little bit about how life is hard.

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