...nothing exciting - just actual laundry, though it's clean now. If it was even actually dirty - I have a couple of costume-changing offenders who would rather put a discarded clean item on the floor or even in the hamper (progress!) than fold it and put it back where it goes.
There is something satisfying about getting the laundry done. I should know - I just did about 10 loads (no hyperbole) over the last 2 days - it had really piled up.
But I no sooner "finish" and they take their clothes off & it's time to start all over again. I know I can't be alone in this feeling. Can't they let me appreciate a job well done for even one day?
Maybe Tuesdays should be Naked Day!