Memories from the Jar - Laundry?!?

Okay, so I've been digging through my jar, pulling out strips of paper one by one and hoping that one of them will spark my desire to want to write. No such luck. Either I'm just not in the right mood for it, or I hit a streak of bad paper slips. Anyway, I finally found one that I can write something about, though I'll warn you, it's a little random. The slip of paper says this:

"Tell about a frustrating experience you have had with doing the laundry."

Is it just me or does that one seem a little out in left field somewhere? Anyway. I can actually think of a couple of interesting things to say about this...

If I had to bring it down to one frustrating experience, I'd have to say it was the time that we couldn't find our cell phone anywhere, and I opened up the washer to discover that Cole had deposited it there, and that I had not noticed before I ran a load of clothes. Bye bye cell phone! That was a real bummer.

Laundry has been one area where Brian and I have had to take some time to compromise and figure out what we need from each other. I used to be terrible about getting laundry as far as the dryer and then just letting it sit in a laundry basket until I needed it. Brian would understandably get frustrated with the wrinkly shirts he pulled out of the "clean clothes" pile, and so with time I have learned to at least pull the clothes out of the dryer as soon as they're dry and lay them out flat in a stack on the bed until I get time to hang them in the closet. Unfortunately, most of the time I still don't get that time until we drag into our room at night, ready to collapse into bed, to discover that our bed is covered with nice, unwrinkled piles of clothing waiting to be hung. I think that is one thing Brian dreads more than almost any other, and I don't like it either... Sometimes we succumb to our laziness and move the whole stack of shirts over to the cedar chest, thinking we'll take care of it tomorrow...but then at least the wrinkle problem is averted. The joy of laundry...

In a more general sense, though, I've got to say that laundry is really, most of the time, a frustrating experience. It never goes away!! I can think I've washed every stitch of dirty clothing in the house, but before it is humanly possible to get it all put away, more laundry has been created. And so it goes with cleaning the house, doing the dishes, weeding the garden, keeping the kids clean and fed, and really every part of life. I need to learn how to just enjoy the ride rather than thinking that someday I will arrive at that place where my house stays clean, the laundry stays done, and life is peaceful and orderly. I've just gotta let go. :)