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Is it just me or does the washing seem to multiply by itself? I wonder if the neighbors sneak in when I’m not looking and wear our clothes? No sooner do I do a load of washing, fold it up and put it away, when another load magically appears. Do we have gremlins? Is there a washing fairy? The actual lines on the washing lines sagged and drooped with sustained use, they looked so sad. The Spouse (sweetie that he is) restrung the lines for me this morning. Yipee! Now I can do the washing again, no more excuses. 🙂
I suppose The Spouse and I could go naked, but it’s a bit inconvenient if you want to go grocery shopping, go to golf, or the movies, and of course the neighbors would probably complain as well. It might be a tad cold in winter too. Then there would be the snarky comments as well. We are not poster people for the world’s most desirable bodies. No gym junkies here! It’s not that I mind washing so much, it’s just that it never seems to end. Sort of like Sisyphus really. In Greek mythology, Sisyphus was a king who was condemned by Zeus to roll a huge boulder up a hill each day, only to have it roll back down again. See where I am going with this? Endless effort and frustration !
Anyhow enough blogging I have to go and put on the next load of washing.