I always put off folding the laundry. I hate it. What a waste. It seems like the clothes are all messed up before they are even put away.
On the other hand, they won't fit in their drawers if they aren't folded. So it really isn't really something I can just never do.
I woke to Mount Laundry today. Dread filled me as I sipped my morning coffee, I have to get it done today... I couldn't help but think that there has to be a different way to tackle this.... Speed folding!
I could grab a timer and see just how fast I could go from this......
To a laundry free living room.
I started the stop watch and dived in.
After 2 minutes, it didn't seem all that different. It is time to start folding only super easy, quick folding things.
Time check at 10 minutes in and now I can see that I am getting somewhere. Start folding big things... That will really empty the pile out.
20 minutes in and the pile is down. I am finally starting to feel good. It shouldn't be too much longer now. Only problem, all that is left is all those darn small kid clothes with lots of pieces. Instead of it going quicker now... shrinking the pile is really hard work now.
The pile is gone.... How much time did I lose? 31 minutes and 14 seconds.... How quickly can I get it all put away?
Now the aerobic work begins... and instead of only moving my arms and hands as fast as I can; I am full on running. I grab and go! And then come right back for another load. Nearly running into my husband, ignoring the crying 10 month old and pleading with my four year old to just move her tea set back into the play room.
Wouldn't you know it 13 minutes and 25 seconds later and I am really done. The couches are clear and ready for sitting!! They almost never look like this...
That is almost inviting.... almost. And as good as it ever gets in my house. So for now, I am happy.
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