It’s Not All Mary Poppins

One of those Days

Every morning, I haul a load of laundry to the basement before the daycare tots arrive. Some days, if my back is being a bugger, I get my sweetie to lift it off the bedroom floor and bring it down to the dining table. I can carry it, see, if I don’t have to bend…

Depending on the weather, the wet laundry is either hung on the line or tossed into the dryer during naptime. Then the basket of clean, dry laundry is brought to the dining table for sorting as the children play after snack, and put away upstairs once the tots have left. Every day.

(Aren’t you thrilled by this peek into my Real Life? Aren’t you just rivetted by the drama of it all?)

Some days, the basket of clean laundry is still on the dining table the next morning at breakfast. Some days are like that.

And then there are the days – today fr’instance – when I approach the laundry at the dining table to sort it, and discover that some dork has thrown a pair of dirty socks on top of the clean. Yuk. (Why are dirty socks so much more repellent when you’re expecting them to be clean?)

And someone else tossed in their filthy jeans!

And what idiot put stinky t-shirts in with the clean laundry?

And, and, and…

and guess who’s trying to sort and fold and put away the dirty laundry she forgot to toss in the machine this morning?

The tots haven’t yet begun to arrive. Isn’t today going to be fun???

April 3, 2007 - Posted by | eeewww, the dark side


  1. yay for line dried washing.

    Comment by Karyn | April 3, 2007 | Reply

  2. Sounds like the beginning of my day yesterday.

    I get to work and one of the people who need access to a database I administer can’t get in finally after much monkeying around we discover that the email list that controls the access has an small typo in the woman’s name.

    My first thought was “what idiot entered her name.”

    I’ll let you guess the answer to that one.

    Comment by Bill | April 3, 2007 | Reply

  3. Oh, yes. Better yet is when you’re halfway done emptying the dishwasher and you realize that it was never actually run. So, dirty dishes. In with the clean.

    Comment by candace | April 3, 2007 | Reply

  4. Hehehehe…

    Comment by Sheri | April 3, 2007 | Reply

  5. My mom likes to try to move the clothes from the washer to the dryer when she forgot to turn on the washer. “Hey, these clothes are dry!”

    Comment by Angela | April 3, 2007 | Reply

  6. Ugh! Sounds like a peek into the daily routine of my hubby’s as he destroys the ‘clean’ pile I’ve just created and (at the same time) throws in the previous day’s wardrobe. Grrrrr.

    Try and have a good day, Mary!

    Comment by Mama's Moon | April 3, 2007 | Reply

  7. oh i know! It seems to be all I do at the moment, washing everywhere, sunny one day rainy the next, but I did buy new pegs for the line today, cool plastic squishy ones with no metal bits to rust and leave marks on the clothes, the fact that I’m so chuffed with them reminds me I need to get out more…

    Comment by jenny uk | April 3, 2007 | Reply

  8. My beloved (cough) husband put away an entire load of laundry. I asked him to, but I guess I forgot to specify which basket. So, we all found nasty dirty clothes in our drawers. How can any man put dirty underwear and socks in a drawer and NOT notice?!

    Comment by Tammy | April 3, 2007 | Reply

  9. To Tammy…the answer is in the question. “How can any man…?” Because he’s a man! 😉

    Comment by Sheri | April 3, 2007 | Reply

  10. Ha! I had to read all the way to the end to figure that one out. It’s been that kind of day here too.

    Comment by Lady M | April 3, 2007 | Reply

  11. Sheri – “because he’s a man” Hmmmm isn’t that sort of sexist and a bit contradictory seeing as Mary was just admitting to doing almost the same thing. That said, to put the entire load away is a bit much, but highly unrelated to the fact the poor misguided sole just happened to be male.

    If I joked that My wife did this and claimed it was “because she was a woman,” I would be in big trouble, joke or no joke.

    This almost implies that men can’t do laundry if that were true I would be a very happy man.

    We all do this stuff because we are rather imperfect creatures called humans.

    Comment by Bill | April 3, 2007 | Reply

  12. Laundry is a DIY experience here – I do mine he does his…guess who has clean, dirty and washing at all stages in between lying around the place, as though part of the interior decor scheme?


    Comment by Karyn | April 4, 2007 | Reply

  13. Karyn: I line-dry in the depths of winter and in the summer. Spring and fall are chancier (chancey-er?), with all the rain. I love clothes fresh off the line, though: no fabric softener sheet comes closer – and I can feel environmentally virtuous while I do it!

    Bill: Things like this keep us humble, huh? When we realize the “idiot” was ourselves, we’re suddenly much more sympathetic…

    Candace: And then they all have to be done, regardless. Not a problem that plagues us here, though: no dishwasher! (Or half-a-dozen of them, if you count the kids…)

    Sheri: 🙂

    Angela: I can relate. One day, you will too!

    Mama’s Moon: Children are unquestioned agents of entropy; sometimes certain other family members fall into this category, too. Sigh.

    JennyUK: Squishy plastic pegs with no breakable bits? Sound good to me! And did you know? It’s the sign of a healthy mind to take pleasure in small things. So there.

    Tammy: I don’t know about yours, but mine has essentially no sense of smell. (Chronic sinus problems.) He wouldn’t notice the fumes – but you’d think the texture would tell, wouldn’t you?

    Sheri: Obviously, he hasn’t nearly the amount of experienced required to tell by the look, feel and smell whether something is clean or not. I say the man needs to take on the household laundry for the next six months. Clearly he nees the practice!

    LadyM: Everyone has ’em. Sigh.

    Bill: I would be in big trouble, joke or no joke. True enoug, but you and the missus enjoy your little squabbles, you know you do.

    Karyn: In truth, though there’s a load done every day in this house, my kids do their own these days. (Sometimes you streamline reality for a better post!) I do mine and his, but he does the weekly grocery shop and plans all menus, so it’s a good distribution of labour, I think.

    Comment by MaryP | April 4, 2007 | Reply

  14. The clean clothes on the floor (where they’ve flung them while deciding what to wear) drive me up the wall. When in doubt, I launder but I’m sure there have been many times I’ve hung them up or shoved them back in a drawer because they passed the “sniff” test.

    Comment by ann adams | April 5, 2007 | Reply

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