By this photo, you don’t have to be a genius, or even a little bright to figure out which of our appliances has taken ill.
And 99% of this pile does not belong to myself, or the Coach.
99% of this pile belongs to two nameless people who didn’t seem to comprehend what I said…when I said: “I’ll no longer be toting your dirty laundry to the laundry room. If you want it washed….deliver it to the laundry room.”
In all fairness, one of those two nameless people may have been at college. Or softball practice. And the other one, well she is deaf when it comes to housecleaning. Or any type of physical labor.
In my life, this is considered a medical emergency. My laundry OCD is getting to me.
I’ve made the 911 call….now I wait for the professionals to come in.
*tapping my foot, while avoiding eye contact with The Pile*
I hope your Wednesday is without drama. Or toe tapping.