The Laundry Pile...how does one make this look... well...um, loverly?
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Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
How does your laundry grow?
With stains, and smells,
And pockets of nails,
And mis-matched socks all in a row!
By yours truly,
The Romantic Mom
I know it, I know it! It's rank, it's bottomless, it's beyond boring, it's a huge, never-ending pain in the ever-lovin' u-no-what...drain! I know what you're sayin'! I know what you're gonna say--before you EVEN say it! Just hear me out!
Let's just calm down here a minute, take a deep breath...that's better...breathe...we'll just take this one itsy-bitsy baby step at a time. It's not all that bad...in fact, you......might........even.......................enjoy it.
There! I said it! Wup! Wup!....breathe....
Are you crazy????...!!!!
"This lady is crazy! I'm only buyin' this romantic bunk SO far...where's that back arrow?...I'm outta here!"
I realize this is a stretch....it's more than a stretch....it's a leap into loony-land. But let's face it...it's REALITY. Laundry is my total, inescapable touchstone with reality. It's always there. It's a constant in my life. So why not make the best of it? I know it's weird, but I can see you're sensing the logic here.
Lavender & Linens
Well, now that I've got you in a slightly better mood, let's talk about one of my most favorite sensuously, earthy, romantic topics. Yes, you guessed it! Lavender....lavender scented exquisitely sumptuous, vintage, lace-edged linens. Then folded and perched ever so neatly and squarely on birch shelves tied with a sweet, graceful bow. Ahhh! Any Victorian woman's dream!
And you thought laundry couldn't be romantic..!! You're so silly! One of these days you'll learn to trust me!