Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Tomato Tomahto


Tomato, Tomahto
Contentious or Compulsive

I have laundry. If you were a musical theater geek we could do the whole

LAUNDRY, oh we got laundry
Right here in Wakefield!
With a capital "L"
That rhymes with "Smell"
And that stands for Laundry.

I try to keep up with it, I do. It's only we three, her stuff is only a load itself, and her blankets and bibs are wash and dry, relatively easy. His stuff is T's and boxers, no trouble there, and I wear my jeans until they get up and walk to the machine begging to be cleaned so it's not my laundry. Where does it come from???

So I'm gonna tell it like it is.
I'm telling the truth now.
I really am.

The other day I washed an entire two loads again. Just because I waited so long to fold them.
I rewashed laundry.
Because I didn't fold it.
In a timely manner.

Then this morning,
this very morning,
here
in my own home,
I ironed a onesie.

More then once-ie.

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