My Frustrated Laundrette

Since "three is the new two" in terms of desired number of children, many folks are jumping on this particular bandwagon.  It may be the effect of all this super-breeding that I referred to in my octuplet post.  People figure, "hey, if some crazy woman can raise 14 children as a single mom, surely my husband and I can handle three children."  This is a good thing if you're doing it for the right reasons and not just because you follow trends.  Have three children because you want a large family, not because you think that triple-wide stroller is all the rage.

Sadly, the first thing I think of when people tell me that they're having a third child is, "Wow, I hope she likes laundry."  They say there are only two sure things in life and that's death and taxes.  I really think laundry is just as inevitable and stealthy as death and taxes.  Laundry is like a vicious loan shark.  The more you ignore it, the more dire the consequences.  Laundry can get down-right mean and ugly if you don't pay it its proper dues.  I run myself ragged keeping up with its demands. This is one debt that will not be paid off and just when I think I'm making headway, there's another heap waiting to be washed, folded or put away.   Sigh ... I don't heart laundry.