All day, I’ve been meaning to write.
All day, I’ve been meaning to prep for the week.
All day, I’ve been meaning to mark.
But I couldn’t. Because, you see, I need to fold laundry. A LOT of laundry. Maybe five loads? Maybe more? I was going to post a picture, but I can’t – it’s too embarrassing.
I promised myself I would do it before I sat down at the computer.
I did not promise myself I would fold laundry before I went grocery shopping. Done.
I did not promise myself I would fold laundry before I walked the dog. Done.
I did not promise myself I would fold laundry before cooking, cleaning the kitchen, cleaning the bathroom. Done, done and done.
It’s not like I haven’t been productive. I have, more or less. But now it’s almost bedtime, and the laundry is there, staring at me. I’ve had to create a giant pile so that I could reuse some of the baskets for – you guessed it – more laundry.
I usually don’t mind folding laundry – just turn on a TV show and off I go, but today, the knowledge that the minute I am done, the very second I put the laundry away, there will be more… I just couldn’t do it.
There is a reason Sisyphus wasn’t a woman. If he had been, rolling that boulder endlessly up the hill would have just been another thing on his to-do list every day.
Persistence and Pedagogy 
I relate! The style of this one reminds me of the author ✍🏼 who wrote “Foucault and Pencil.” Her name will come to me.
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Lydia Davis!
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Lydia Davis! Just looked it up. Will now have to read it. ❤
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Sounds like you have a clean house otherwise…my bane is dusting…I will do anything to put it off!
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I just finished reading “Laundry Love.” No kidding https://laundryevangelist.com/pages/books I’m not sure Patric’s are all valid, but it an oddly fun book and just what you might need.
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This might be exactly what I need!
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Amanda,
You know this is a first world problem, right? Honestly, it’s reality for your TWT friends, too, and comparing laundry to Sisyphus is genius. The minute we arrive home the laundry pile will look like K2. Tomorrow I’ll be knee-deep in it. I don’t mind the sorting or transfer to the dryer, but I hate folding. It bothers my hands. Fortunately, Ken helps. Has anyone written a memoir titled “My Life as Laundry”? Someone should.
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Pretty much all of my problems are first world problems – which makes me lucky but doesn’t make them any less problematic in the moment. Sigh. Usually Andre & I share the task, but he’s away right now, and I’m staring down the laundry…
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I hear ya! Ken has a mantra: “Where’d all this laundry come from?” And that’s for only two people. Greg does his own laundry.
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Oh crud! Your post reminds me that there are two loads of laundry that need to be folded upstairs. (NOT IT!)
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hahaha
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the very second I put the laundry away, there will be more…this! Ugh. We’re behind after being away all weekend and I don’t even want to look at it. I hope you got it done.
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My mom and brother were in town last week, staying at my sister’s. It’s rare when we’re all in the same city and I knew they’d be gone in a few days. On Sunday, I asked my sister what their plans were. She said, “Laundry” so I went over there and we ended up folding, chatting, and laughing for hours. Could we all propose a “Fold my Laundry” Sunday?
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You have perfectly reminded me of how grateful I am that my spouse is laundry guy at this house. There are a lot of tasks that go into a day, but I feel immensely lucky that this isn’t one of them.
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wish I was there to help………
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