Neverending Story

So, is this post about (A) the classic 1980's movie or (B) the mundane household chore of laundry?  If you answered B, then you are correct!  Although, answer A is one of my favorite movies.  If you haven't seen it, shame on you, you really should.

Anyway, back to laundry.  I'm a nerd, I love doing laundry.  I'm quite particular about it as well, Amy often teases me about my sorting, folding, and hanging rules.  I typically do all of our laundry on the weekend but lately with Saturday T-Ball games, birthdays, and just the general busyness of life I have been working on laundry throughout the week, doing it whenever I have time.  I'm sure this is what many people do, but it was an adjustment for me.  However, it does fit the fact that with 2 adults, 2 young boys, and 2 dogs there is always, always, laundry to be done.  Clothes, sheets, towels, etc.  So, even though I am usually hesitant to change, especially when it is one of my routines (I have some OCD tendencies) I have been trying to change the laundry schedule here so it doesn't pile up and take over the house every weekend.  Then Amy went and dropped a bombshell on me this past week.  It was one I would have come to realize sooner or later, but still, it hit me.  With a baby on the way that is a ton more laundry to add in!  Factor in all of the baby clothes, diaper cloths, towels, and everything else it adds up.  Plus, if the baby turns out to be a girl then that is a whole new story!

So, I have a few months to mentally adapt to the impending change as well as to put some new routines and procedures through trial and error.  So, while not a riveting (or too interesting) dilemma, still just part of our daily adventures here!

All is well, freshly laundered, in Drosche Land.