Last night I was doing anything I could to keep my mind OFF the fact that I was folding laundry. I encouraged my mind to wander and my predominant thoughts were:
1. When will I ever learn that anything with “Slider” in the title is the most inappropriate snack/meal ever? No matter how alluring White Castles are or how long it’s been since I had one or three, they are the worst possible choice. Seriously. Chocolate frosting straight out of the container would be better.
2. I hate laundry.
3. Can I move the laundry to Ismael’s side of the bed so I can go to sleep without having to put it all away?
4. Adam has outgrown the 12 month pajamas that I originally bought at Once Upon a Child. If I take them back for resale, does it mean that I am renting his clothes?
5. I loathe laundry.
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But, have you ever had White Castle’s mozzarella sticks? They’re pretty darn yummy.
Ahh…those might have been a better selection. I was seriously regretting my choices when I was doing laundry at 11 PM. I am sure that is what hastened my decision to give up on laundry about 30 mins later!
Sometime I have thoughts of just throwing the laundry away and starting over.
A new beginning of sorts.
Hugs and Mocha,
Stesha
You’re lucky that you can THINK during laundry folding. I’m a near comatose state.
I LOVE the idea about renting clothes.