Surely there has to be something to talk about right?
Well, I guess I'll brag on my laundry skills. Maybe I should change that to the laundry skills that God has given me.
Many of you know that for about 4 years I didn't do our own laundry. Candy and David did it and it was magical.
Candy began weaning me in January and then in March I had to start doing it all on my own.
It felt tragic, and I went through a bit of mourning.
It was so overwhelming. I didn't know how it was possible to get it all done every week.
Well, after making a huge mess with it and one week spending the whole week digging out of baskets I made a declaration. I said, "Lord, may it never be again!" I heard an agreement from Randy in the bathroom.
Since then it's been supernatural! For about 2 months now there's not been a week that the laundry was not ALL washed, dried and PUT AWAY.
Dare I say it...I've actually enjoyed it! There's a rhythm and organization to it that I've grown to like. It's such an accomplishment to get a family of seven's laundry all finished and put away. It feels so good.
I've been staying home on Thursdays and getting it all done. It's a huge chore, but it feels like victory!