When my handsome hubby and I were first married, I was surprised by the amount of laundry I was suddenly responsible for on a weekly / bi-monthly basis. We were in an apartment, and paid per load, so we spent a small fortune on laundry.
When we bought our home, my washer and dryer had me overjoyed. The laundry that my new baby made, did not. Then there were four. Now laundry-day occurs a couple of times week. When it feels like it is a never-ending and thankless chore, I take a breath and check my attitude for a moment.
|Socks, I'm sure, are of the devil himself.|