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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna

SO MUCH TO DO!!!

Honestly, I’m looking at the pile of laundry on my kitchen floor, and I want to crawl in a hole.  And this is only from ONE child!

YES, one child!

I hope I’m not the only mom of boys that has gone through this, but apparently each of my children (well the older three, as the little boys haven’t reached that age yet) go through a phase in their teens where they forget how to put clothes in the laundry basket!

Now, I’ve been doing it for awhile now, and I realize it’s hard.  Taking off your dirty clothes, and then…Oh My!  I’m drawing a blank, what do I do with these dirty, smelly clothes now. (Yes, I admit it, sometimes even I smell!) Oh my lawd!  My mind, I just…can't…handle…it…

I’ll just throw them under the bed and hope for the best.

Now, Corey (our oldest) seems to have outgrown this phase, or rather when he knows it’s laundry day he gets his crap together and puts it in the laundry room. He’s been told, if he doesn’t I won’t wash anything, and heaven forbid he actually do his own laundry!

Joe doesn’t live at home, and he often calls when he is doing laundry, so at least I know he isn’t wearing dirty clothes…I mean, I hope he isn't….Hmm…I’ll have to make sure he’s using detergent and not just hoping the water does the trick….

Anyways, I don’t know what compelled me to wander into Addi’s room. It was probably the smell that had started wafting down the stairs and permeating other rooms in my house.  But I took the plunge and went in.

“You poor thing!” Roy called up the stairs right after he told me I should wear gloves.

I just grunted and went about my duty. I opened his drawer, and saw clothes I KNOW were dirty.  How do I know you ask?  Because he wore them yesterday and I haven’t done laundry!

YUCK!  After standing there and aimlessly looking into drawers, I gave up and decided to wash everything.  I certainly wasn’t sniffing stuff to figure out if it was clean or not.

Addi has a Captain’s Bed-it’s high with large drawers underneath that he uses for his pants and sweatshirts/sweaters-or rather that’s what it is supposed to be for.  I slid open one drawer and was immediately assaulted by this gross mildewy smell.  WHAT THE HELL!

Yep, I started pulling out clothes only to run into wet towels.  Not sure how long they have been there, but long enough to give everything a damp, musty smell.  MORE LAUNDRY!

I started flinging stuff down the stairs, and muttering under my breath….

I’m going to have to ask Roy how long this phase lasts….

In the meantime, wish me luck….I’m 5'3" and the pile is up to my hips…

family humor laundry parenting Teenagers
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