Last week was busy. Like ridiculously busy. And as usual laundry is what fell by the wayside so this week I had plenty to do. I mean we're a family of seven so there is always laundry to do but when I don't stay on top of it for a couple of days? It multiplies exponentially. To what I am not sure but it grows in an exponential kind of way.
But yesterday, I conquered the mountains of school uniforms and jeans. I scaled the heights of towel tower and took it down. I was a lean mean washin' dryin' and folding machine.This morning I grabbed mine and Rob's towels and tossed them in. When they finished I had one more small load to do that would keep the baskets empty for the day. I grabbed ours from the dryer and went to swap the other load from the washer. When I came back to my room this is what I found.
Earlier I had seen someone post in the DPP facebook group a picture of their cat peering over the edge of the bathtub so I grabbed my camera to catch Tom all snuggled in the warm laundry. Who can blame him though, on this cloudy cool morning?
We've had Tom and his brother Milo for two years now and I just can't imagine the house without them. They're good company even if they aren't the greatest laundry helpers.