My Husband's Laundry Theory.
When I'd mentioned to my husband that our bedroom looked like it had been ripped apart by a tornado, he gave me some useful insight into how he manages to find anything in this "clothes-cave" we call a room. I told him that I was having a hard time digging through the wreckage for underwear. It sucks, especially when you have two kids to dress every morning, in addition to getting to work on time. Somehow, their clothes are ALWAYS organized. I used to fold OUR clothes religiously, but they have truly taken a back seat. And I'm perfectly fine with that. Read his very humorous, yet analytical approach below... "It is very easy to pull underwear from a pile, but there is a method to the madness. You gotta separate your piles. One pile for underwear, and one pile for socks. That way you can see what you got and you know how many days you have left until you [the wife] have to do laundry again. (Lol.)" And THIS is why I married him. Because he makes SO much sense. Lol. Bottom line folks, there's no room to be a perfectionist AND a parent. Some things just need to run on the fly when you've got a household to run, and your laundry may just be one of them. No towel (no matter how fluffy and perfect you want it) is more important than the smile on your kids' faces when you take the time to be present with them. No Victoria's Secret bra deserves to be handled more lovingly than your husband when you have a few moments to grab for yourselves. So, stop worrying, stressing, and nagging about things you can no longer control with an iron fist. I've found that my time with my family is much more important and enjoyable now that I've given up some of the MOST unrealistic expectations of myself. At the end of the day, I am so blessed, and I work hard enough to reap my reward. I will no longer be too busy to enjoy it. And, I'd much rather have a glass of wine in the evenings (a craft beer for the Mr.) and enjoy half the show we used to watch habitually 'before babies,' than to waste my precious evenings sweating the small stuff. We usually fall asleep somewhere in here anyway, before the plot thickens. Thank God for Hulu. Now, I'm not saying you should neglect your home entirely, but leave yourself some breathing room. I believe Elsa said it best, (trivial "Frozen" reference, I know).... But, LET IT GO. Love, M.
Wine, anyone?
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