It's a Wash

Laundry.  The never ending chore of every household that I know of. Just when I think "I am just about all caught up on MOUNT LAUNDRY, the kids clean their rooms, baths are taken, dishes are done, the husband is home from work and suddenly, the mountain builds again. I promise you, once it took me such a long time to reach the bottom of the laundry, that my son had outgrown several things before I even got a chance to wash them. In all fairness though, he is growing like a weed, with ADHD, on a sugar high, and hyper-caffeination. So...yeah, he is growing fast.

My least favorite thing as a woman is hearing my children or my husband ask where something that belongs to them is. My daughter is a lover of her things...she loves certain items of clothing and wants to wear that  particular thing at the precise moment she wants to wear it. The problem is, she will wear it for a half hour and it goes in the wash. Our washing machine is THE slowest washing machine of ALL time EVER. It sometimes takes me a bit to get through the laundry, so there is a BIG possibility that she may be ready for that piece of clothing before it is washed. That is when I hear "Mommy, where is my blah blah blah with the blah blah and the blah on it?"  The shock that flashes on her little face when I have to tell her, "I have no idea.  Probably somewhere in the wash.", is absolutely amazing to me. Since when is it MY place to know where everything is at all times? My husband's favorite phrases to use are, "I don't know where anything is ever.", and "If it's useful, it's gone."  Though both are pretty much true....ARGH....are they infuriating when I am expected to be the source of knowledge as to where all things are at all times, ALWAYS.

Many times, the cares of life seem to pile up on mom's as well. We let so many things become our responsibility, that we need "baskets" to organize the mountain of stuff.  The problem that happens to me is that, like the laundry, new things are piled on daily, and just when I think I have it under control, the mountain has grown again.

One thing I have learned from "Mount Laundry" at my house is that no matter how many  loads I wash in a day, there will be more tomorrow. Why am I in charge of the stuff?  Because that is my Biblical role as wife and mother - Keeper of the Home! Just as with the Laundry, problems and issues may pile up, even if we sort and organize the mountain, but eventually, every woman knows there comes that day when you know you are just about on top of the mountain.  The same is true in life....though we may have to do some laundry every day, and conquer life problems daily, eventually, it all comes out in the wash.