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There's nothing like that one fleeting moment when you think you've finally gotten on top of it ... only to immediately find a stash of stinky dish-towels that you missed.
Stash of underwear and socks, from the teenage boy's room. Those things should be stuffed into a tube and launched at enemies. *makes a face*
I like to think of it not as not-doing the laundry but as "creating room in the closet."
*sigh* I will never 'finnish' the laundry again then tell the boys to clean their room. I almost cried.
Ginger: The stuff that crawls out ON ITS OWN when those words are uttered... *shudders* That's like a parental scary movie. Freddy Krueger has nothing on the teenage-under-bed horrors.
Preach, girl, preach!