Sore today

I took some PTO yesterday and went home to get the laundry-beast under control. I don't understand how two people can create such a monster. (Well, when said two people have to go to the laundromat, and both hate that little excursion, the result is a laundry-beast huddled in the bedroom.)

I wrestled the various parts of the beast which would not fit in the basket onto bedsheets and tied them up for transport. I loaded everything into the car and set off on my adventure.

I'm almost embarrassed to tell you that it took seven double loaders to wash it all. In total, I spent about four hours taming the beast--washing, drying and folding. My dear hubby bought take out food for supper because I was too tired to cook.

I forgot to watch Lost...and I tuned in just in time to see the last five minutes...which I will tell you, shocked the crap out of me. After watching another half hour of TV (Alton Brown making pocket pasties, yum. Love him) I fell asleep.

I can hardly move this morning. I feel like I worked out at the gym...but I feel really good about getting it all under control. Now we just have to keep it that way.

A washer and dryer! A washer and dryer! My kingdom for a washer and dryer!