"Dweej, how is your house always so immaculate?"
HAHAHAHAHAHA JUST KIDDING.
But we do alright. I mean, it's not total squalor and no one is working his or her little fingers to the bone, either. In fact, three of my kids are swimming, two are napping, the last one is running up the stairs, and I'm on the computer, but if you showed up right now, I'd only be in the tiniest bit mortified by the state of playroom. Anyway, Imma talk about laundry today because why not?
It's my blog and I can notclean if I want to, notclean if I want to....*musical note emojis*
1) No matching socks
Why are we still matching socks, friends? Why is that? 3D printers making models of ultrasounds for blind mothers to "see" their unborn babies and we don't have a better system for socks? Well guess what, people. Dweej has got a better system. Stop matching socks.
I'm not even joking at all. Either people just grab any two socks they want to wear, matching be damned (can I say that? Can I say damned?) or everyone just owns the same color and style of sock (white Hanes anyone?) and they grab any two on their way out the door. I'm telling you it works because it's happening. Right here. Right now. No matching socks en la Casa Borobia.
2) No folding small people's clothes
If you are old enough to want or need your clothes folded, you are old enough to fold them yourself. If you aren't then you don't and neither do I. Stacks. Stack 'em up. A pile o' short sleeve shirts. Pile o' shorts. Pile o' pajamas. You get the picture. Shove your piles into a drawer or onto a shelf or in a basket or whatever you use and walk away. Walk away, my people.
3) While we're at it, why are we folding men's white undershirts? And underwear? Can't those just go in a pile in a drawer? They can and they DO.
Boom. Blow it up.