The other night I had a blast doing a midnight laundry marathon…because it was Friday and I am really cool like that. I was tired but quite proud of the neatly folded piles of laundry sorted into batches for each family member. There was no way I was carrying up any of that laundry not even mine! I was tired and went to bed.
When I got out of the shower this morning, I pulled on some undies and a cami and thought about my favorite little t-shirt and best old blue jeans freshly laundered in a neat little pile at the bottom of the stairs. It was early 8:30ish Saturday morning, nobody is up. Surely I can run down grab my tee & jeans and pull them on before anyone catches me in my umm panties. Can you see where this is going?
I carefully tip toe down the stairs, my eye on the prize…ding dong. There is a man peeking in my front door window waving! The look on my face must have been priceless. “Hi, your husband sent me…I am here to do the pin striping on your daughters car”. He then holds up his hand and says “It’s ok I can wait” as I stand there clutching my jeans to my bare thighs staring like a deer in headlights.
I seriously need to suck it up and carry my laundry upstairs as soon as it is folded because nobody should have to see that in the AM or the PM for that matter.