We got backed up in laundry. I just can’t imagine why. See me rolling my eyes right here. I tell you what though, I’m sure it’s not my fault. I’ve tried explaining to the children that we need to conserve and perhaps wear our clothes for two or three days before washing, but only one out of the six will comply. I really need to work on their expectations. They want clean clothes every day, and they want to eat 3 or 4 times a day. Can you believe their greediness? It’s seriously ridiculous, but they just won’t budge on their excessive demandingness. *sigh* What’s a Mom to do?
So we have stacking bins that the laundry goes in (stolen organization idea from a friend years ago) but the bins were full. Being backed up, the excess laundry found it’s way to the floor. I’m sure that’s never happened to anyone else. Why do these children insist on all this clothing and burying me in it? I’m thinking fig leaves would be so much easier to clean. Wipe ‘em down and move on. You know? Maybe laminate them so they last longer.
So while I was working diligently to reduce our dirty laundry, I find the bottom of the clothes are soaked. SOAKED. Fantastic. So we spent a large portion of time completely emptying the room of all items to find a lower portion of a movable wall is moldy. Fun. Luckily, the movable wall is well, movable. So out it went. But there is this blue/black stuff all over the floor and all goopy since it’s wet.
After some sleuth work, I find that when I turn the washing machine on, the water leaks out the bottom of the washer, onto the floor where the clothes were absorbing the water. And, some of the laundry was a bit sour from being wet. Great.
After moving the dryer, I found the air vent for it had crumbled. The dryer lint (blue/black in color) had been blowing all over the floor, behind and under, the washer and dryer and then it got wet from the leaking washer. Joy, joy, joy.
So here I have a lot of clothes/blankets/whatevers that are soaked and can’t stay that way so a late hour run to the laundromat provided clean fabrics before they were ruined. Although that chore really isn’t any fun, it was satisfying to have all... yes I said ALL.... the laundry in the house clean and done. I’m giddy with that. Seriously. To keep my happy disposition over the laundry I think I’m going to ration the clothing to the clothing gremlins and insist they wear one outfit a week. Oh wait. That will not work with my poop flinger aka Taz. Hmmm. Guess I’ll invest in more detergent and decorate the laundry room since I’m in there so often.
So, while at the laundromat with Krista-rella, this Mom comes in with her three adorable little ones. They come in laughing and giggling and chasing each other and having a straight out, grand old time. I look at Krista and we both smile and I commented that I didn’t know laundry was that much fun. On that note, perhaps if while doing laundry here at home, if I chase and run and giggle with some of the kids it won’t seem like so much work. I’ll give that a shot.
Anyway, back to the side story, we are there with these cherubs that are having a great time and Mom started yelling at them. Little boy 1 and Little boy 2 sat down while Little girl took a smidge longer to sit as she felt she should help load the washer. Did I mention these kids were adorable? Mom tells Little girl to go sit down and the three little imps all sit for a record of 3 seconds. I love it.
They are then up again and giggling and pushing the clothing cart around. Little boy 2 runs into me with the cart, so I smiled at him, patted him on the head, brushed his cheek with my hand and gained myself a huge, eye twinkling grin for it. The little heartbreaker. Stressed Mom grabs him by the arm and yells for him to go sit down. I smiled at the frazzled Mama and told her it was ok, he meant no harm and that I have little ones at home running around so this just makes me feel at home!
At this time Little girl and Little boy 1 were racing with one cart, spinning in circles. I’m thinking how much fun that looked if I could only fit in one of those things. Mom screams for them to sit down, grabs Little girl by the arm and says we’re going to “talk”. Little girl is pleading, “Please Mama, no!” They move aside, discuss what will happen if she doesn’t guard her backside by staying in the chair and off Little girl goes to her designated resting place.
So why do I share this story? Mamas out there! Hear me! Let your children laugh. It does NOT offend people, and if it does, they have the issue. We were not in a courthouse, but a laundromat! Those children were lovely and joyful and I loved every minute of it. I know responsibilities can be heavy and little ones running in and out of your feet can be tiring. Please, please, please don’t squash the very treasure you have before you. That laundry will crumble and fade away. Invest your energy in those precious babies. Let them laugh. Learn a lesson and laugh with them. Learn to have fun again. You’ll regret it when they are grown if you do not.
Ok, back to my original story. After emptying, mopping, bleaching, and cleaning the room it’s looking good and our new dryer vent was installed last night. Our new washing machine is due to be delivered tomorrow.
Things are looking cleaned up!
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