The Boycott

Ugh! Didn’t I just do the laundry?

How can we possibly have so much laundry already?!

Well, at least Dan was nice enough to bring it down for me.

Dark, dark, light, dark, light…grey – I’ll set that aside, it can go both ways…

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Better fold this stuff now while I have a few minutes.

Jeesh! How many pairs of underwear do these people go through in a week? I just can’t keep up. Why the hell am I even folding this stuff. Nobody sees it

I'm not folding it anymore. If you can’t see it, it ain’t gettin’ folded.

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T-shirts. I should count how many t-shirts these guys have...and of course, they're all inside out.

Can’t they just turn their clothes right side out before putting them in the hamper? It would really make things so much easier for me. I mean, I’ve only asked them to do it a million times. Well, maybe the kids are a little young for that…but Dan should be able to do it.

Ugh.

Forget it.

I’m not turning all these shirts right side out. If he doesn’t care to turn them right side out, then he won’t care if I fold them inside out.

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Towels. I don’t mind folding towels. They’re easy...and they look nice when they’re all stacked up, perfectly the same. But they take up so much space in the laundry…

Why do I have to wash them anyways. Aren’t they just drying off stuff that’s already clean?

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I’m afraid to open this door………

Ugh! What the?!!…If they are just going to turn all their drawers out and leave the clothes all over the room, why do I even bother to fold them and put them away neatly. I've had it! I’m not folding their clothes anymore! I’m just going to wash them and throw them in the room.

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Blaaaakie…where ya been hidin’ out boy? Who’s a good doggie? Yeees, you are. You’re such a good boy. Mommy loooves you. You’re the only one that doesn’t make dirty laundry for me. Yeaaah. That feels goood, huh?….

Jesus! What the heck have you been rolling in?!! You smell like shit!!