Don't Get Behind

Five people in the house means laundry every day, if I plan on it not getting away from me.   Doing a load a day is a great idea, IF, you remember to turn on the washer and/or dryer.  I am constantly loading up the two and then I hear one of them beep and go to move it and the other one wasn’t turned on.  Basically, I am wasting a day washing and drying.  Of course, I don’t waste time folding and putting away because that never gets done.  We are living out of baskets, people.  Wrinkled, Schprinkled.

So, after years and years of being pissed at the stupid laundry (because it’s not my fault that I forget to turn it on) I put sticky notes on the machines, right next to the “Start” button.  Let’s see how long I make it without forgetting.  You know how it goes, when something is in the same place all the time you stop seeing it.

On a similar note, you will all be happy to know that Emily has remembered her phone since I have implemented the “Forgot your phone?  I’m coming to school during lunch and delivering it while wearing my favorite pj bottoms.”  She has a minimum of 6 sticky notes around the house.  Oh my gosh, I am super, super excited!!!  I’ve been a little bored lately and you know I just JINXED HER.  Yes!!!!  I’ll be looking forward to going to school next week. 

A few weeks back I went to Emily’s track meet and she introduced me to one of her friends.  I was my usual pleasant self and I thought I was being pretty normal.  Emily told the girl that I’m nuts (I think she just wanted to throw it out there right away so the girl would have a heads up.), but Em agreed that I was crazy in a good and fun way.  I told her friend, Nicole, about the phone/pj consequence.  I then followed up by asking her if she had the same lunch period as Emily.  She said “Yes.”.  Emily said, “Oh no!!!  She knows your name and what you look like.  She’s going to give you a shout out in the lunch room.”  I laughed and laughed!!!!  I didn’t tell Nicole I would or wouldn’t.  I just laughed and walked away.  Her only saving grace is that I can’t remember anything, ever, so I will forget her name and what she looks like very soon.  However, SHE doesn’t know that.  The boys I drive in carpool are super happy they don’t have lunch with Emily.  I do know what they look like.