I've had some things to deal with. I've been gone for a while.
Here's my new thing to deal with...
This is just MY laundry.
Just mine.
I told myself a couple of weeks ago, that of course I would feel motivated, DO THE LAUNDRY, when it started falling on the floor... when the basket was REALLY full.
I've washed my favorite sheets and pillow cases a hundred times (because I love my favorite sheets and pillow cases). They never enter the basket-balancing.
It's amazing how careful I am now about putting my "to be laundered" things on the pile. I don't want to say "dirty" things, because I don't really feel that they're DIRTY. They just need refreshening. But they need two machines, and somebody to put them back where they belong, to refresh them.
I'm just avoiding this regular sort of laundry. For whatever reason.?
And, clearly, there is more stacking room on top of that pile!
to be continued...
