Confession.. I don’t really enjoy doing laundry. How do I know this? Well, here’s a little story. I have a dear sweet friend that shared a book with me some years ago about simplifying- cleaning out and getting rid of clothes you don’t need or use. Finally it happened, I’d had enough. I was ready to clear out all the clothes I’d hung onto for one reason or the other. Sidenote, can we just talk about the tshirt drawer for a minute? Who needs that many t shirts? It’s like they hold sentimental value. You know, a memory of an event or season in life. But really, it was time to let them go… Now then, I strategically tackled every dresser drawer and closet that held the collection of too many years of fabric. It felt so good not to fight with the closet and drawers for space once the clean out was complete!! Freedom!!
Other than this thought that I continued to push out of my mind, but I feel the need to share it with you, and that thought was, “what if I run out of clothes.” However, I didn’t let that thought stop me. I quickly pushed that out of my mind because I was turning over a new leaf. I wouldn’t need all those extra clothes because I had decided to stay on top of the laundry. I’d keep it all caught up, that way, running low on clothes wouldn’t be an issue. I mean, we now have 3 adults living in the house and one 15 year old, surely this could finally happen! No more little people demands. Excluding the fact that it’s summer on a farm, let’s not even factor that into the scenario.
Which brings me to my second realization… I’m terrible at keeping all the clothes washed. I try and try but inevitable it gets me every time. Victory over the mound of laundry is temporary. Since moving to the farm it seems to have gotten worse. When we moved here, I had this bright idea to move the laundry room to the basement. Wade got right on that and in just a few short hours everything was up and running. Yay!! Yay until it comes to needing to wash laundry. Laundry has become the “out of sight out of mind” scenario. Thus is the need for so many clothes. You get what I’m saying?
Plus, who leaves their dirty laundry out everywhere? Not me. I don’t want to look at it all the time, so I cleverly hide it behind a door and the pile just grows. Ignore. Ignore. Ignore. That has been my philosophy. Which may work fine until you clean out all of
your drawers and closets and a few days pass, then a few more days pass, til all of a sudden you reach into your drawers and reality hits…. I HAVE TO DO LAUNDRY!! There’s nothing to wear. I’m left with cuddle dubs on an 80 degree day with a side of “no one should see me in this” outfit.
What am I to do?!?! Where’s the lesson in this? Could it just be, “grow up and get it together!” or maybe it’s realizing that I too, am a work in progress. Still not yet perfected. Although my heavenly Father calls me a masterpiece I’m not yet completed. My solution?Leave that dirty laundry closet door open so that every time I make my way that direction I’m reminded there’s more work to be done. No room to be hiding what needs to be dealt with behind a closed door. As well, I will not just fill up my drawers and closets with more stuff just to avoid laundry. I’m going to continue to make progress. Can’t keep covering up what I need to face. Can anyone relate?