I spent the entire day cleaning house today. I'm tired. I need to tackle the upstairs and dining room. Because you know, I'm going to end up on that damn TV show. The dining room is overflowing with laundry again. We can't even use the dining room table to eat because there is so much clean laundry on it. When I win the lottery I'm getting a super duper high end laundry room with loads of counter space to stack all the clothing on that I never have the time (or energy) to fold. Just picture the conversation in my house on any given day:
"Mom where's the underwear?" "Check the dining room table."
"Mom I can't find shorts!!" "Check the dining room table."
Because of course that is the first place every person looks for clean underwear right?
If you were to come into my house you would notice a few things. Well other than my unbelievable beauty. The first thing you would notice is my paperwork run amok. I suck at keeping it organized.
The second thing you would notice is that none of our laundry is actually in closets or drawers. It's in baskets and where else?? The dining room table!!!!
I have tried all sorts of methods for keeping laundry organized and haven't been successful with any of them. I tried having the girls help out but after the last few times I had Abby and Brigid help I was finding laundry stashed in all sorts of interesting places. Like, you know, the linen closet and their drawers. Not a problem you ask? Oh yes it is. I can't seem to put laundry away but I'll be damned if laundry is going to be put away IN THE WRONG DRAWERS. Why bother putting it away if you can't find it?
Just go to the dining room table. It's always there.
My Life in a Nut Shell
3 surgeries for Endometriosis, countless medications, and lots of difficult years trying to conceive. We put the medical stuff on hold and decided to work on being parents instead. In July of 2000 we were blessed beyond all measure with a phone call announcing the birth of our daughter, Megan. Megan's birth mother had given birth the day before and was leaving the hospital. We had no warning that Megan was coming. At 4:29 in the afternoon we were a couple, at 4:30 we were parents. Deciding that we wanted a sibling for Megan, we looked into all our options. This time insurance covered IVF. One round and we were blessed with triplets, Abigail, Brigid, and Caroline. Did you know that there is a 70% chance of divorce in families of Higher Order Multiples? Almost two years after the triplets were born my ex-husband and I separated and eventually divorced. During that time both my Mother and Father passed away from cancer. In February of 2007 my sister came to live with us to help out. In December of 2008 she had to leave so now it is me on my own with the girls. In February 2010, Lisa passed away and finally found her own Peace.