Good News, Bad News

The good news is that it has been an awesome week! We started it off at the ocean with friends for the 4th of July and we haven't stopped. Until this week I had been cold since mid September and now that the sun is out we have been outside constantly. We have been swimming in the pool and taken the boat to American Lake twice. We have eaten all of our meals outside on paper plates (LOVE the easy clean up) and we have run ourselves so ragged that the kids are begging for bedtime. The bad news is that since we spent the week doing this...

this...

and this...

I have had no time to do this...

That's right folks. Do not readjust your monitor. It is what you think it is. An entire week's worth of laundry waiting to be folded and put away. My most dreaded chore. I have no trouble getting them washed or from the washer to the dryer. That's easy. And can be done with "help" from the kids. It's the folding and putting away that takes sooooooo long. Four people mean there are four different places that everything needs to go if and when it finally makes it off the laundry room counter. Add to that the four small hands who are unfolding things twice as fast as I can fold it and it takes the better part of a morning for me to get through my usual mountain of clothes. Now I know that if I were to fold them as they came out of the dryer it would probably be less time consuming and most certainly it would be less daunting. I assure you that tomorrow morning (as it is every morning after I have spent an entire 2 hour episode of The Bachelorette buried in bath towels and mismatched socks) my plan will be to take care of the clean clothes in a timely fashion. However I know that by the time the buzzer sounds on the first load I will be well into something much more fun and will save it until sometime later in July. But tonight there is no more putting it off. For one, there is no more room on the counter for the load that is waiting patiently in the dryer and for another Abby is sleeping in Ben's jammies and undies because her drawers are empty and attempting to find a tiny pair of panties in that heap is like trying to find a needle in a haystack...not happening. So if you call me tonight and I don't answer, it's not because I am screening my calls. It's just that I can't find the phone under all the clothes. Call back tomorrow.