Why Laundry?

Laundry is my nemesis. I have always hated laundry. It brings out the worst in me. Laundry highlights my flaws. I'm a procrastinator and lazy. If I procrastinate on doing the dishes, I can have the kitchen clean in an hour. If I procrastinate on laundry (which I always procrastinate on laundry) it takes me days, maybe even weeks to get caught up. I feel like if I can get laundry under control my life will finally be in order. I know that is not really true. The mountain of unfinished laundry is the symbol of my imperfections.

My own mom always had everything together. Dinner was always on time, she never overspent, the house was always clean, dishes done RIGHT after dinner, and the laundry was always done (and by done I mean clean, folded and put away). We always had the cleanest house out of all of my friends. My mom's calendar was always up to date and she always remembered everything. If you ask her, she would tell you that things were far from perfect. She always felt, and still feels, that there was something more to do. She cannot live up to the expectations in her mind. This blog is my therapy to deal with my own expectations.

If you read this, I'm sorry that you will have to see some of the uncensored parts of my brain. Maybe it will help you to feel better about yourself, or just maybe it will be therapy for you.