Finding My Way

Laundry.....
Laundry is one of those things that I have a love-hate relationship with.  I love having clean smelling clothes.... the promise of a new day ahead, that anything is possible when you feel good with a favourite, clean shirt.  The flip side is the part that I hate...that no matter how hard I try to keep up, the laundry doesn't end...it just keeps coming.  Having an empty laundry basket is like a false victory, I don't get to enjoy it because before I know it, something gets dirty and finds it's way into the basket!  I do laundry almost every night and I am never caught up.  The strange thing is that sometimes I am okay with it, it doesn't bother me that the futon is full of laundry waiting to be folded and put away.  I can walk by and happily go on with my day.  I can laugh as the kids forge though the mountain looking for their favourite shirt or shorts.  But other days....it makes me crazy!   Why is that?
I won't post any photos because I don't want to share or necessarily remember the dirty laundry!  Today I will try again to get caught up and maybe, even just for a minute, enjoy the empty basket!
Cheers for a wonderful day!