We've lived in our home since July of 2012. From that day until about a month ago, I could count on one hand how many times I've been in our basement. I hate basements. I fear them. I've seen too many horror movies. I know that's where the big spiders dwell. I have horrible allergic reactions to dust and mildew. And, there are a couple of ancient rumors about our basement that I'd rather not mention.
Our basement is where our washer and dryer are located. This is 1 of the 2 reasons why laundry has always been Lisa's chore.
The other reason is because she's very picky about how laundry is washed, dried, and folded. To avoid laundry tension, Lisa has happily done the laundry for almost 7 years.
Recently, Lisa's hours changed a bit at work. She goes in an hour later in the morning. That also means she gets out later. Most days, she doesn't get home until 4:30 - 5:00 in the afternoon. By that time, the kids have eaten their second afternoon snack, housework is done, and dinner is almost ready.
By the time Lisa takes the kids out, changes into her comfy clothes, and gives the kids their dinner, it's time for us to eat our dinner.
After we eat and the kitchen is picked up, we barely have enough time for a little family snuggle time on the sofa while watching one of our shows on Netflix or Prime.
What that all translates to is...
The laundry piles up.
At first, Lisa was throwing a load in before she left for work and putting it in the dryer when she got home.
But, with 2 adults and 4 furry kids who shed, that wasn't enough to keep up throughout the week.
So...
I offered to take over the tedious chore of doing laundry. My voice shook a bit when I offered because, well...I hate basements.
When Lisa considered this option, her voice shook a bit too because, well...she's a stickler about how laundry is washed, dried, and folded.
We each had to get over a gigantic hurdle.
And, we did.
Well, sort of.
I still hate the basement. My allergies have been horrendous as of late. And, for some reason, I think of every Stephen King book and movie I've ever read or watched when I'm in the basement.
Lisa continues to cringe a bit when she sees the basket of clothes that I've folded.
But, at the end of the week, there are no complaints. There is a sense of relief. Lisa isn't spending half the weekend washing and drying piles of clothes and throw blankets.
That means more time spent with the kids and myself.
It's a win-win all the way around.
Our basement is where our washer and dryer are located. This is 1 of the 2 reasons why laundry has always been Lisa's chore.
The other reason is because she's very picky about how laundry is washed, dried, and folded. To avoid laundry tension, Lisa has happily done the laundry for almost 7 years.
Recently, Lisa's hours changed a bit at work. She goes in an hour later in the morning. That also means she gets out later. Most days, she doesn't get home until 4:30 - 5:00 in the afternoon. By that time, the kids have eaten their second afternoon snack, housework is done, and dinner is almost ready.
By the time Lisa takes the kids out, changes into her comfy clothes, and gives the kids their dinner, it's time for us to eat our dinner.
After we eat and the kitchen is picked up, we barely have enough time for a little family snuggle time on the sofa while watching one of our shows on Netflix or Prime.
What that all translates to is...
The laundry piles up.
At first, Lisa was throwing a load in before she left for work and putting it in the dryer when she got home.
But, with 2 adults and 4 furry kids who shed, that wasn't enough to keep up throughout the week.
So...
I offered to take over the tedious chore of doing laundry. My voice shook a bit when I offered because, well...I hate basements.
When Lisa considered this option, her voice shook a bit too because, well...she's a stickler about how laundry is washed, dried, and folded.
We each had to get over a gigantic hurdle.
And, we did.
Well, sort of.
I still hate the basement. My allergies have been horrendous as of late. And, for some reason, I think of every Stephen King book and movie I've ever read or watched when I'm in the basement.
Lisa continues to cringe a bit when she sees the basket of clothes that I've folded.
But, at the end of the week, there are no complaints. There is a sense of relief. Lisa isn't spending half the weekend washing and drying piles of clothes and throw blankets.
That means more time spent with the kids and myself.
It's a win-win all the way around.
No comments:
Post a Comment