Who Needs Christmas When There's Laundry Day?

Rotating laundry today brought about so much excitement from the girls you'd have thought it was Christmas. Of course it was their laundry that was coming out of the dryer, but with practically everything that came out there were shouts of excitement - "OOOOh Pink Blankie!" "Oooh Monkey Jammies!" "My Doggie Shirt!" And so on. It was pretty funny.

Then I realized it wasn't too long ago that  I, too, was excited about laundry. See, there are lots of things that can motivate me to do laundry. A lack of clean unmentionables, for one. But laundry is pretty much one of the things I hate most about keeping house. It's up there with cleaning toilets. A necessary evil.

However, a few months ago we had to get a new washer/dryer set. It's a long story how that came about, but needless to say we had been convinced that the only way to go was with a spiffy High Efficiency kind. The day the set arrived you'd have thought it was Christmas for me. I couldn't wait to do a load of laundry. The fact that there were about 15 loads waiting could have had something to do with it, but I now had a washing machine that sung to me. Literally. It's really the bell to alert you when a load is finished, but I suppose it's the manufacturer's way of helping us whistle while we work.

Fast forward to now: The joy of laundry day was fleeting and the novelty is completely gone. Although, I am happy to have a washer/dryer that not only works but even saves us money. And I do smile a little when I hear it singing.