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Dear Laundry

First, let me start off by saying “Thank you.”  I really appreciate everything you do.  Because of all your efforts, I can confidently go out in public without worrying that I smell and I can safely send my child off to school without Weetabix encrusted on his shirt.

But I’ve got a favor to ask.  Can’t you just quit me?  Just for a little while?  Even if it’s just for a day?  I like to complete things.  I like that feeling of being able to tick something off a list and call it done.  But you?  You’re never complete, never done.  Just when I think I’m done with you, you’re back like Groundhog Day and we start our little dance all over again.  Wash.  Rinse.  Repeat.  Repeat.  Repeat.  Your ability to re-invent yourself every single day, well it’s just uncanny.  Because of you, I’ve got a feeling of constant dread, like I’m being followed.  You’re like a cat hunting its prey, always lurking somewhere ready to pounce.

I realize you hold all the cards here, you know I can’t quit you.  I want to walk around in clean underwear and in clothes that smell like a fresh summer breeze even in the middle of winter.  I want my black shirts to be free of milk stains and snot.  And you know that.  But can’t a girl get a holiday?  Just one day?

Please put some thought into it.  I don’t think it’s too much to ask.

Best regards,

Katherine

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2 Comments

  • Reply Amanda March 7, 2012 at 8:31 pm

    Best post yet

  • Reply Mom March 7, 2012 at 8:49 pm

    Cute! I think the day a child is born & comes home, laundry increases exponentially!

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