My oldest son came for band practice last night (he lives on his own). Walked in the door late with a basket full of laundry. I happened to be at the door taking my clothes out of the dryer.
I said, "Oh, did you bring me presents?" And he said, "Ya, if you don't mind. Love ya, Mom" and ran downstairs for practice. I mumbled, "Ya, love you too, Ev!" to thin air.
I did two loads of his laundry between 6:30 and just about 9. His whites were still in the dryer when he was ready to leave. I asked how much time did he think they'd take?!! He thought I'd do one load with the colors/whites mixed. Even if I did (which I wouldn't), it would not have fit.
I'm rambling about stupid things today but that's all that's on my mind right now.
Oh yeah, and YIPPEEEEE! We will have Easter dinner with at least one son (mentioned above). Now I need to talk his brother into it.
I know what you mean I feel like I'm always doing even at 10:00 at night. I love my kids and I know I will miss my daughter when she goes off to college this fall :o(
ReplyDeleteI agree it never ends..but i don't think we really want it to........
ReplyDeleteIf you're having fun doing laundry, I have about three loads that need to be done. I actually don't mind doing laundry except for the fact that it requires me to walk all the way over the to laundry room on the other side of the parking lot. =P
ReplyDeleteOh & the fact that it costs me $2.50 to wash & dry every load.
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