I. Friggen. Hate. Doing. Laundry.
I don’t like sorting it. Don’t like putting it into the machine. Don’t like switching it from the washer to the dryer. Don’t like to haul it back into the house. Don’t like to fold it. Don’t like to put it away.
When I am rich and famous from all of the google and amazon affliate cash I’m raking in, the first thing I am going to do is find someone that I can pay to do my laundry.
This isn’t a new hate for me either I will have you know. I’ve not been a fan of doing laundry ever since Mom started making me do my own when I was 13. I really hated doing it then, and, if possible, I think I hate it even more now.
I don’t know where the hate stems from, but it’s there. Who knows, maybe one day I will come to appreciate the chore known as laundry and maybe, just maybe, look forward to doing it.
For now, I hate it.