(Image from Sword in the Stone by Disney)

I hate hate hate hate washing clothes. I mean I really hate it! It's probably the reason that I let that particular part of the housework build up until I can no longer avoid it! It has gotten so bad that my mother (who retired this year) has offered to come to my home when I am at work one day and wash all of the clothes. She thinks this will "catch me up." She, of course, keeps reminding me that I am going to have to wash clothes on a daily basis once a baby gets here.

I, logically, know that is true. For some reason, walking into my laundry room is just too overwhelming. It all started at our last home where the washer/dryer was located down in the basement and I was afraid to go down there b/c there were lots of spiders. When we moved here, we just bagged all the dirty clothes and moved them here. Needless to say, I never caught up.

I've been working on it this week, and W worked on it when I was out of town a few weeks ago. We have certainly made strides. The problem with laundry is that you always end up making more. It's hard to feel accomplished and "done" with something when you look down at the shirt you are wearing and think "damn...another thing to wash."

I've had this thought that I would LOVE to be Merlin from the Sword in the Stone. You know how he could magically make the dishes wash themselves? How awesome would it be if

Why can't we all just walk around naked all the time? Then--no clothes to wash.

Ooohhh--speaking of which--W's Valentine's Day present arrived today. I think he's going to be really happy!