My Nemesis...

Suppose that's a pretty vague topic since I could lump a whole slew of issues in there, but one true nemesis remains...laundry. I will, to the chagrin of my family do anything to avoid it. Unfortunately it doesn't offer me the same consideration. The growing, undulating mound, mocks me from every corner. Now the argument to date remains the same. "You chose this" seems to be the line of reasoning behind sucking it up and just tackling the pile. By "chose" I'm assuming the reference is stemming all the way back to Adam and Eve and Eve's resulting realization of need for a fig leaf, which led to two coconut shells to accompany the leaf and eventually Victoria's Secret was born. "Chose" can't possibly relate to the stay at home mom title because I'm fairly sure the entire family wore clothes when I was working, we just had money to buy more when things got dirty. Adding to the mountain would be the near constant alien abductions that are still plaguing our residence, please refer to April 17th post for my reported sightings. I can understand summer as being their prime season but in winter when it's a balmy 12, you would think they would leave the kids alone!! Compounding my irritation would be the impending discovery of a large percentage of clean items thrown in the mass which appears anytime I sweetly beseech the brood to "pick up this room before I throw it all in the trash and call Santa to tell him his services are not needed this year!!!" Suddenly, not only is the floor spotless, but dresser drawers lay empty, hangers are now cast to the closet floor and linen shelves are bare. All are snuggled up to the one milk soaked towel, no need to actually come in contact with it, the stench will permeate all fibers momentarily. Enough procrastination, the heap beckons and with the onset of winter we're woefully short on leaves.