It seems that no matter the life you live procrastination is your bitter enemy. While I normally love a few hours of solitude at the laundry house. Today I have so much else I can be doing. Tomorrow is moving day so we have to pack in last minute outings, two days worth of school, and laundry all into one day. While most people can do a load and continue about their business I am trapped in,the laundry mat until it is finished. Even with four washers running it takes two cycles to get it all washed. So I calculate my time like any overworked mother and; like any overworked mother I fall woefully short. I have birthday dinner with Alek on AJS birthday. Movies with Adam and laundry. Since the dog decided to pee on my bed and I have one son who wets the bed, my laundry stacks to the moon. I am however grateful that I have minimized the pile that no one seems to know who it belongs to. No one actually wore it and my favorite, girl clothes that are most defiantly not mine. All of the clothes I wash now are used, beloved, and definitely dirty. So I sit and wait for the washer to tell me it is time to get up and switch.
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