Totally Random Thoughts Tuesday

Today's topic...laundry. Seriously. It is a huge problem in my house...maybe I should call the CDC and they will make it a pandemic. Because in a matter of days it has spread to every surface in my home. It doesn't matter how many times a day I wash it...and while I am at it, why am I washing the SAME pieces of clothing every.single.day.? It is a conspiracy.

My kids are in on it. My 3 year old changes clothes atleast 4 times a day. He gets one itty bitty drop of water on his shirt and off it goes because heaven forbid he should wear a wet shirt. Never mind that I am walking around with a spit-up stained shirt. He cannot have wet clothing on. Ever. The baby, he is in on it too. I kid you not, he goes through like 5-6 shirts a day. Because like his brother, he can't have a wet shirt on. Even if it is just a dribble of formula. Ain't happening. My daughter, she's a streaker. Put clothes on her and they *poof* dissappear. She enjoys being naked. I wouldn't mind so much, but heres the thing. She finds it necessary to take the clothes out of the drawer, and then pees on them or poops on them...that part I don't like so much. She does this every.single. time. Nap or bed. Or just because.

I swear, laundry breeds indiscrimnately in my house. It never ends. Ever. I hate doing laundry. Seriously, I hate it so much that I will wash it and fold it, but I will be damned if I put it away. I have 6 laundry baskets full of clean clothes...but no one puts them away. Apparently that is mom's job.

And while I am on the topic of rapidly breeding household chores...what is up with the dishes? Holy canoli batman!! I have a dishwasher, that gets used every day. How is that no sooner then I empty the sink and put away the dishes that are cleaned, that the sink is full again.

I have come to the conclusion that somewhere, in the darkest depths of my home, resides a little gnome. This little gnome snickers evily as he makes more chores for me to do. He comes out at night and dirtys the laundry and fills up the sink. He is the one that steals the socks and uses them as mittens.

Damn Gnome