When you’re a mom of two girls, you have a TON of laundry. When you don’t have your own washer and dryer, your laundry overtakes your home… Until the neighbors call the cops because you’re screaming to be rescued. Haha, that’s how it feels anyway.
This warm and comfortable December morning, Zivah and I are Hallelujahin at the laundromat with our 8-10 small loads of laundry. We’re at my favorite location to do this nuisance of a job, where I’ve yet to encounter stares of utter disbelief. Single mom life is tough fokes, no one can debate that.
After the blood, sweat, and tears… As with all challenges, the end goal makes the effort worth it….. AMAZING SMELLY LAUNDRY…. (AAAHHHHH CHURCH CHIOR SOUND)! SURE it’s all over my house and my girly jump in it like piles of leaves. Sure I’m then out of dryer sheets because my daughter uses 35 pre-load… But, the refreshing feel of clean sheets… And that feeling of a shower then drying of with a fresh towel & putting on a cleaned set of clothes. That’s heaven on earth, for me!! It’s one of my favorite feelings in the entire world.
Here’s a couple pics lol.