Laundry

I hate doing laundry, hate hate hate hate it. While I know that it is a necessity of life, to me, it is the most brainless, boring housework there is. The most evil of the evils.

Sure I know it's easy enough to put the clothes into the machine then move them to the dryer, but then comes the folding. Facing a seemingly endless pile of clothes and folding each and every piece one by one, no shortcuts. Then always coming to the bottom of the pile with a missing sock or two, just enought o irritate. My back starts aching and shoulders tense every time. Once when it waited until it was late at night to start the laundry, I actually cried as I folded my little mountain of garments. Tears streamed down my face as I lamented the fact that I was tired and sleepy but could not sleep until I clear my clothing off my bed. I feel tense even writing about it and imagining the situation.

*Sigh* I really need a cleaning lady to come help out, the house is such a mess but I just don't have the motivation or ability to keep up with the grime.