I look forward to laundry day. There, I’ve said. I’ve got to the point where I enjoy doing the laundry. I’ve complained in the past about how the washing takes ALL day, even if you’re only doing a load or two. So how did this mind-shift happen?
Well, a bit like Miss Elizabeth Bennett’s love for Mr Darcy, it’s been creeping up on me so slowly, I can’t pinpoint the exact moment it started.
As a stay-at-home Mum, I feel guilty if I decide to relax and do something just for me during the day. But when I’ve got a massive pile of clean clothes to fold, that’s the perfect excuse to enjoy some trashy TV. I get some me-time, and the folding takes next to no time (and the kids can see I’m working!).
So that’s how my attitude started to shift.
Then I realised, when the weather’s nice, it’s lovely to stand in a sunbeam while hanging out the washing. If the kids follow me outside, they find something to play with instead of annoying me, and my mind wanders. I usually write blog posts in my head. Sure, all those socks and undies take forever to hang out, but I still enjoy the positives.
So really, the key has been to change my attitude to a boring job. Trashy TV, a sunbeam and a chance to daydream have made laundry day something to look forward to.