Have you seen my pile of laundry?
No, you say? Because you're sitting in front of the computer screen and my pile of laundry is in my basement?
Well, that just shows how much you know! Go to your window, or better yet, step outside. If you are east of me, look west. If you are south of me, look north. If you are west of me, look east. I doubt too many of you are north of me, but you know where to look if you are.
Did you look? Did you see it? That laundry pile on the horizon? It's visible from the moon, so I know you can see it.
This is the kind of laundry pile you get when:
1) you are gone for five days with five children.
2) one of your kids wet the bed before you left on your trip.
3) two kids wet the bed when you got back from your trip.
4) your swimsuits didn't dry before you left the hotel.
5) your two-year-old decides it's time to be potty-trained, but doesn't have a clue about getting to the toilet in time to pee.
For those of you who are wondering:
Yes, I survived our trip to Boise.
Yes, "survived" is the best word to use.
Yes, I was crazy to go. Absolutely crazy.
Will I go next year? Probably.
I'm leaving on another trip on Thursday and this one is BIGGER and LONGER. This one is to Hong Kong. I'm going with my almost-ten-year-old daughter and my littlest, five-month-old daughter. The other three children are staying home with my dashingly handsome sidekick who is especially dashing because he's now on summer vacation.
So, if I seem to disappear for awhile it's because I'm doing laundry-- trying to make a dent in it so I have something clean to wear on the airplane. I know my mom will take care of us when we get there, but I don't want to leave the DHS with this mountain of dirty clothes. That would not be nice of me.
Hong Kong is technologically advanced, so I will be online while I'm there. But I'll be playing a lot, so ... you know how that goes.
Okay, enough procrastinating. Back to laundry now.
What's on your horizon?