This is pretty much the opposite of any other Valentine’s Day lovey dovey, sickeningly sweet I-LOVE-MY-HUSBAND-SLASH-WIFE-AND-OR-MY-KIDS-UH-LOT post.
This is my reality and really not a Winner:
I am the Laundry Bitch.
Being the Laundry Bitch does not make for a sappy Valentine’s Day – Weekly Winners
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Looks like the couch in my family room.
Fart on your husbands clothes. It will make you feel better. Trust me on that.
Oh yeah! Laundry is a plague on moms every where. A real Valentine’s gift would be a month of laundry-free days.
Being a laundry bitch does suck, but at least you get to do your laundry in your home vs. a friggn’ laundromat.
LOL.
I have a lovely BIG cabinet in the bathroom where all mine hides… sigh
I have to do my laundry too, tackling the laundry demon.. not my favorite thing.
Move that up in my room and we’re even.
me too!
LOL looks like my house atm with all the toys strewn everywhere
Me, too!
My living room is gonna look like that in about two hours.
Looks like my valentines day too! Oh, well…
It’s really invasive of you to take a photo of my living room without telling me, although I’m impressed you trudged through the three feet of snow in our front yard. I didn’t even see you and your camera in the window.
Happy VD to you, too!
Amelia saw the picture and now wants to come to your house.
At least your floor is clean enough to fold clean laundry. I have to use the guest bedroom (with no TV) to fold clean clothes. Therefore, clean clothes end up in 1 of 10 hampers where we pick through for items day after day until I give in and hole up in the guest bedroom to fold. Or I have to mop the floor in the living room and then fold laundry. It’s a tiring cycle.
Sadly, that’s my laundry too – although it’s all on my bed. It gets moved from the bed to the blanket box, then back to the bed a few times while I consider folding and putting away.
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