I caught her on the phone the other day, scrubbing behind her fridge. That's right, behind it. She had started inside, then outside, then around the sides and well, you know how that goes. A regular Pandora's Box.
That's when she admitted she should be doing the "ten loads of laundry" (ten loads, my ass!) that had apparently taken up longterm residence in her living room.
Atta girl with her priorities!
The thing is, Robbie only has one washer and one dryer. That alone makes even a few piles of laundry seem overwhelming. She considered taking her stash to the local laundry mat to do it all at once.
But remember, she recently bought that fabulous sporty convertible Mustang. I'm not so sure it's fit for even one laundry basket. Okay, maybe one. But certainly not the four boxes of bleach and detergent.
Meanwhile, back at my place...
I was putting off my own laundry that was overflowing and scattered around.
I lug it across the alley just about every two weeks. The anticipation of dragging it out is usually worse than actually doing it. [and look how neatly it packs into these handy-dandy 99cent Ikea bags.] As simple as that task seems, I just couldn't psych myself up enough to start.
So I thought, if we're both gonna be miserable doing laundry, we might as well be miserable doing laundry together! And the PeaceMobile can certainly fit all of our laundry combined. Of course, this was when I thought "ten loads" meant "ten loads". We put the cargo area to the test. Looking at the picture above, I don't think my car's ever carried that much cargo. Not even with eight dogs.
~ 25 loads of laundry -- 5 of which were mine
~ Three? Four? hours ?? [admittedly, I lost track of time]
~ Also lost track of dryer count -- started with 3 and marked them as our territory. No one dared cross me. Robbie might still be there today if I hadn't fought for that last one! But that 10-year-old had nothing on me!
~ Lots of laughs
~ Pizza and cinnamon sticks
~ Fun day with a friend
~ Clean Laundry
Totally worth it!
Still, I don't expect Robbie to return to AOL Journals anytime too soon. This is just the beginning. For all I know, the clean laundry is still residing in the living room. Putting it all away is a whole 'nother task. Especially since she'll most likely refold everything I folded. I know, I know, towels in thirds!