I have a long standing feud with laundry. I hate it and it takes up too much time in my life. Now that Barry is not living here, I do not have to do load after load after load of laundry. It is a beautiful thing.
Now there is a new twist to the Laundry Chronicles. I usually buy the big ol honking laundry detergent from Sam's. I usually get All, the Clear kind, because my washing machine hardly needs another excuse to jack up my laundry by leaving little blue dots on my clothes. I ran slap out though, so last time Barry was home, I got two small ones at the store--one for him to take away and one for me to have until I go to Sam's again.
But I cannot find it. I do not know where the hell it went. This is what happens when I buy little thins instead of big things.
So I bought another one at Lowe's last Friday on my lunch hour. By that time, my laundry in the washing machine had gotten funky and needed to be re-washed. I brought in the new detergent--a kinda big one so I would not lose it---and guess what I did? I lost it.
It is now Thursday. You can imagine how disgusting the laundry is by now. Good thing it was sheets so I could bleach the hell out of it. I bought a THIRD detergent on the way home from work today and walked it straight from the truck to the laundry room and started re-washing everything. I seem to have finally beat the curse of the laundry detergent. What a relief.
It bugs me though, losing the detergent. Where in hell can it be? I have even gutted the truck looking for it. Not there. Neither of them.
Finally, I decide just now that I need ice cream. On one of my many laundry detergent getting missions, I bought some 3 for $10 ice creams at IGA. I went out to deep freeze #2 to get it and what do I find in there? Besides ice cream that is.
Laundry detergent. Frozen laundry detergent. And also some 2-cycle oil for the weed-eater. Also frozen.
Is this what senility is like?
And I have not even told you about how I keep losing my truck when I leave it at the gym. It has happened twice now, and I swore both times someone stole it.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
So there it is!
Posted by Paige at 9:00 PM
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Okay - I have not had much to laugh about this last week or so but am wiping the tears from my eyes reading this one.
I don't think that is senility. I think that is just being too busy to keep things straight.
Did the ice cream make it to the freezer? Did something else that you bought make it to the laundry room instead of the soap?
Carrie
Lol, I would totally do that, too. I am pretty good at putting boxes of cereal in the fridge and attempting to put milk in the pantry.
BAHAHA LOL!!! OMGosh!!! You are so freakin funny!!! I mean I know it's not funny when it's happening but that is a classic!! So did the detergent thaw out OK?!?!
Hm! Senility or Alzheimer or Busy Bee! Take your pick.
And since I speak from experience---I will say BUSY BUSY BEE..
Funny funny
Enjoy Carol
This is your subconscious way of telling yourself that icecream = good, laundry = bad.
ROTFL! So if this was deep freeze #2, what is in deep freeze #1? I can only imagine.
I'm pretty sure you need a keeper Strawn. For real.
Once...I can see, twice....????
You are funny, this must be why you have big dogs....you can't lose them!
LMFAO...that is too funny!!!
I thought FOR SURE you were going to say you found them in the pigs house or something.
I think you have WAY TOO MUCH on your mind!!!
Thank gawd you didn't put the ice cream in the refrig...that would have been a travesty.
I have an affinity for putting Ice Cream in the Microwave. I feel your pain!
It sounds like you got your Mothers genes. As long as you didn't find Barry in the freezer, it's all good!
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