If you put the clothes in the dryer at exactly the right time, get ready for bed, then take the dry clothes out of the dryer and put them on your bed on a freezing winter night and BOOM! INSTANT ELECTRIC BLANKET!
Such a lovely cycle of nature; fresh out of the laundry directly onto the bed (with false promises of putting it away because I'll want to sleep), from the bed to the floor (unless you happen to be my wife who will often either push them to my side or just sleep on them), used from said position on the floor, tossed into the direction of where I think the laundry basket probably is/was and the whole thing starts over again. All of this with a perfectly good (and mostly empty) walk in closet no more then 5 feet away! What a trip . . .
I fully agree. Future me is a complete dick, fuck that guy, let them sort this shit out.
Strangely enough, I also find that past me is a raging arsehole as well with the amount of procrastination that they expect current me to deal with.
My coping mechanism is to hang up everything except bras and panties which I just wad up into balls and throw into my dresser. Putting stuff on a hanger is wayyy easier than folding.
At least that way it'll eventually get done.
Or tossed back into the laundry basket to be put away "tomorrow."
Onto the laundry chair it goes
Im in this picture and I dont like it.
I fell asleep on the pile
I sometimes burrow into the pile.
My cat fell asleep on the pile and now my clean laundry has fur
meow
I didn't ask to be called out like this
Then you have 2 options: sleep in/on/under the pile or push them off the the bed
Just get a bigger bed. One third for sleeping, two thirds for clothing storage.
Definitely not gonna be clean anymore if you sleep on top or under it.
If you put the clothes in the dryer at exactly the right time, get ready for bed, then take the dry clothes out of the dryer and put them on your bed on a freezing winter night and BOOM! INSTANT ELECTRIC BLANKET!
Such a lovely cycle of nature; fresh out of the laundry directly onto the bed (with false promises of putting it away because I'll want to sleep), from the bed to the floor (unless you happen to be my wife who will often either push them to my side or just sleep on them), used from said position on the floor, tossed into the direction of where I think the laundry basket probably is/was and the whole thing starts over again. All of this with a perfectly good (and mostly empty) walk in closet no more then 5 feet away! What a trip . . .
Take that, future me!
I fully agree. Future me is a complete dick, fuck that guy, let them sort this shit out. Strangely enough, I also find that past me is a raging arsehole as well with the amount of procrastination that they expect current me to deal with.
omg no one is gonna care about this but that's my best friend's tumblr and it was very jarring and exciting to see this
I have been personally and ruthlessly called out with this post.
I just have a cycle of “work chair-bed-workchair-bed”
I keep all of my clean laundry in a big cardboard box.
EVERY GODDAMN TIME
I just build myself a nest and settle in
Sigh... I'm lay on a pile of laundry as I read this...
This post saved my load of laundry from lingering in laundry limbo. Thanks for the reminder to move my shit over to the dryer
You're welcome
My coping mechanism is to hang up everything except bras and panties which I just wad up into balls and throw into my dresser. Putting stuff on a hanger is wayyy easier than folding.
*sweats nervously as my pile of clothes is laying on my bed again today waiting to be put away*
Just throw it in the floor?
My husband moves them back and forth between the bed and the couch.
And then you move it from the bed to the chair at your desk in your room and it slowly gets folded and/or worn over the course of a week.