Day Nine

Ok, so obviously this isn't being posted on day nine, but I still took the pictures on the right day!


I believe you should live each day as if it is your last, which is why I don't have any clean laundry, because, come on, who wants to wash clothes on the last day of their life? - unknown

Fine, I'll admit it!  I don't mind doing laundry.  In fact, I almost like it.  Life can be so hectic, so erratic, unpredictable and just plain crazy at times!  But then you have the laundry.  Good old laundry. 

There are no surprises with the laundry.  Well, unless you find a renegade crayon in there.  There's nothing confusing about it.  You won't need years of therapy because the laundry up and left you one day for a younger, firmer, hotter owner (put this on your 'not likely to happen' list).  It's just laundry; mundane, monotonous, mind-numbing laundry. 

If you ask me, which you didn't, but you're willingly reading this so it's kind of like asking, laundry is a nice change of pace from all that life throws at you.  Now, if it could just put itself away, I would gladly say that I love doing laundry.