I hate laundry... with a passion. I hate it even more since we moved into the house we live in now over three years ago, because the washer and dryer are in the basement. Meaning I have to brave it down the basement stairs and through the garage to get to the washer and dryer.
Typically it doesn't bother me, but right now I have a basketball under my shirt, and my balance is just slightly off. I feel like every time I waddle down the stairs with a giant basket of laundry I am taking my life into my own hands. Mind you the garage floor is a slab of cement... Not something I want to land on.
The boys laundry has piled up, not to the point where they have nothing to wear, but to the point where I am seriously intimidated by the basket. Just looking at it makes me want to run screaming in the other direction, or hide under my bed.
But alas... I started working on it today and after four loads of laundry, all the trips up and down the stairs, and a huge dent in it... I feel like I am about to drop Little Miss A right out... Of course we all know it isn't going to be that damn easy, but it feels like that!
Oh the joys of being a work at home mom!
4 comments:
Can you get Will to take all the dirty clothes down stairs for you so you don't have to? You are right, its IMO too dangerous for you to be waking down the stairs. Or heck, just push the basket down the stairs LOL
Could be worse. It could be three flights of stairs to walk down 8 months preggo to do the laundry. Oh what I would have given to live on the 1st floor instead of the 3rd the entire time I was pregnant.
Oh there is no way I would ever live on the third floor anywhere! Even when we lived in an apartment, first floor was a must...
I HATE doing laundry. Nothing is convenient for me, because I despise it no matter what. LOL However, if I had to go down a basement with a concrete floor at the bottom there's NO WAY I'd be doing that past the 5th month. If hubby and the kids want clean clothes, they better get moving.
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