Laundry is one of my biggest household chores that takes the greatest amount of time. For our family of seven I have to do two to three loads a day six days a week or I’ll be drowning in laundry. Thankfully, I like doing laundry. Go me! Ha ha. Now don’t go and assume the kids don’t help; they are very involved. Whew I headed off that lecture! 😉 But a huge pet peeve of mine is washing clean clothes. Thou shalt not throw clean clothes in the laundry baskets! I hate waste. I cringe over the water, soap, electricity, and time wasted every time I realize I just washed “this” yesterday, and I know nobody has worn it. Am I ranting? I’ll stop ranting. A blog is not for ranting…right? Ha ha.
So it was with this in mind that I picked up one of my little boy’s pair of jean shorts that was on the floor in the laundry room. I “knew” I had washed, dried, folded, and put away that pair of shorts the day before, and I “knew” he hadn’t worn them. To make sure, I did the test of all tests that would inevitably prove me right. I pressed the pair of shorts to my face and took a big whiff expecting to smell my awesome laundry detergent. Pee. The smell is unmistakable, and it was all over my face. I don’t think I’ll be repeating THAT any time soon!