Laundry

What is it about laundry that makes it an object of disdain? I love clean clothes. How they look, how they feel, how they smell. How they magically go from being laundry to being clothes again. My husband does laundry, he doesn't do clothes. He washes the laundry(puts into machine) and he dries the laundry (puts into machine). When he opens the door to the dryer they become clothes and are not part of the laundry experience. They now become part of the clean clothes pile in the laundry room. Everyone takes items from the clean clothes as they need them but never all their clothes. I will pick through it and take all my socks and underwear and a few shirts so the pile grows slowly.

Every once in a while, I decide the pile to too large and I drag all the clothes into the living room and I have a marathon folding session. I then instruct all owners of this clean folded clothes to put them away in their rooms. Since no one likes to fold the clothes, everyone will put their clothes away.

Suddenly the laundry room is pleasant and clutter free. You have counter space that can be used to fold the clothes as they come out of the dryer. Making it ever so easy for everyone to take their clothes to their rooms. This phenomenom lasts a day or two at the most. Then Rob does the laundry, into one machine then the next, then on to the counter. Laundry is done. Cycle of clean clothes starts again.