Laundry Day

I love Mondays.  I hated them when I was younger, because they meant a whole new week of work.  Now I love them because they mean a whole new week of work.  I guard my Mondays around here.  I don't like starting the week out of the home- it sets the tone for the next few days. So there is very little coming and going, if any.  And no friends over.  We work on Mondays!  And we do laundry on Mondays.  The girls do their laundry on Tuesdays, and the boys on Wednesdays, but everything else in the house gets washed, dried, and put away on Wonderful Monday.  And as you can guess, that is no small task around here!

Into the washer!

Out of the dryer!

Socks!

Folded and ready to put away!