Laundry

I was watching Jon & Kate plus Eight today & saw how they have a neighborly lady come in on Thursdays & fold all their clothes... GASP! And then another person comes over & actually (here's the kicker!) PUTS IT ALL AWAY! I was instantly green with envy. Having a large family myself I feel I have lamented about my laundry enough that I sound more like a broken record then my own personal daily reminding. I'm actually great at getting it from the laundry chute to the washer & then also again from the washer to the dryer ~ I'll even lay out sweaters & jeans for air drying, I presort & spot treat & I hang up Mike's shirts straight out of the dryer. I wash everything on cold in case that stray red sock falls into the lights & I have a stockpile of soap & dryer sheets. My problem resides in the laundry baskets themselves, and I blame it on those cute things all the time. I love my hipsters, but the basic ones work just as good & they all look so nice holding all my "after the rain" scented clothes. So good in fact that I let them sit there, on the cold floor of the basement for a week or so until I decide that they've stared at me long enough & I take them upstairs to my bed to fold them all. Once the clothes are all neatly folded they sit there on my bed begging to go back into the basket... what am I to do, so I comply & there they are again... rustled through often to find that "pink pair of jeans" or that "blue shirt with the sparkle in the middle". Finally, on another day, I get disgusted that my room is engulfed in baskets & I start the methodicness of putting it all away... Mike is often dragged into this, which he doesn't really mind because as he says "All the hard work is done".

Maybe I should ask around my neighborhood... surely someone has nothing else better to do then fold all my laundry... or maybe I should just buy a few more laundry baskets!