Somehow, i forgot that i absolutely HATE folding clothes. In my haste to get my apartment looking awesome again, i decided that the shelves in my closet needed to be cleared out and everything re-done. I just happened to forget that this meant a lot of folding.Now there is a HUGE pile of clean clothes strewn over about 1/4 of my living room. I can feel it watching me when i call friends after work to see if they want to hang out. Its "eyes" bore into my back when i decide to eat out instead of in. It calls to me as i put my hand on the doorknob to flee. "Annnneee...you forgot something..."
And i'm even dreaming about LAUNDRY. Nay, having nightmares about it.
Maybe i shouldn't play anymore and do battle with the PILE!
ON GUARD!
I am guilty of the same thing! I take stuff from the dryer and dump them on the bed in the guest room and it takes me forever to go through and fold/put it all away.
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