I am astonished at the amount of laundry I have every day. It is ridiculous that we even have enough clothes to create such a mess.
The laundry room is a catch-all for the upstairs which just makes matters worse. You should see it right now - it still looks like this and there is a pile of clean laundry on my bed (on my side of course) waiting for me to finish on this crazy blog so I can go push it all onto the floor and deal with it tomorrow. We should only have one outfit and one pair of undies for each day of the week. Life would be much easier wouldn't it?
I always know when I'm very behind with the laundry when hubby wakes me at 5:00 a.m. and asks if he has any clean underwear. What kind of question is that at 5:00 a.m.? Why didn't you say something to me yesterday when you realized you took the last pair out of the drawer? Wait, go dig around in that big pile on the floor next to the bathroom door - there might be a pair in there. And don't turn the light on, I'm trying to sleep!