Todays blog is one that I am sure every mommy blogger has a post on already. However, I must add my 2 cents!
I can not stand it! I have never liked it from the very first load I washed when I was 10 years old. Now I have the pleasure of being the wash girl for 5 people. When 3 of the 5 are children it is really like 9.
Of course Laney Claire goes through a good bit. That is what babies do. However, them damn other natty ass kids throw clean clothes in with the dirty clothes and it just triples my loads. I am pretty sure I fixed them though...
I went on wash strike. It was painful, but I did it. I let all of their clothes get dirty. Then I would only wash a handful of clothes...not exactly the ones they wanted to wear. They did wear jeans 2 days in a row. I basically made it hell for them.
I did my strike for about 3 weeks. By last Saturday they were begging me to wash clothes. They even HELPED me! WOW! I did not have to go to their rooms to hunt any clothes. They took them all to the wash room. When the dryer would shut off Ansley would bring me clothes to fold and put the ones in the washer in the dryer. Dang! I should have went on strike a long time ago.
I finished up all the laundry today. I had one load for Dean and I. Yipee! Then it happened. Ansley choked and threw up on the bed! GREAT! Oh well! At least I know they are going to keep me around for a while. If for nothing else but to be their wash lady!