So Brad’s been working on this huge project at work. The project makes him work crzy hours which is okay with me because I know it’s not a long term thing and plus he’s getting paid for it. So he’s not home for a some of the nights during the week and most Sundays are dedicate to work. The boy has been really helping me out with chores etc. I’m really thankful for that. He does pretty much what I ask him to do without any groaning or moaning.
So I’ve pretty much handed off the laundry duties to him. Because bending so low to load and unload is really annoying. . . well it’s kind of annoying in the sense it doesn’t feel good. So the boy loads the laundry, unloads the dryer, and takes the clothes upstairs for me to fold and sort.
The one thing I remember from when I was prego with the boy and it’s kind of a recurring theme now with Pepper, is that my laundry is all caught up.
That’s right, the most annoying chore for me is caught up. It’s never caught up. . . EVER!!!
Not only is it caught up but everything is put away. And my closet is clean. The boy’s closet is clean. All of our dressers are organized. Everything is in its place.