Friday, October 18, 2013

Five Minute Friday - LAUNDRY!

Its time for me to write with Lisa Jo Baker on Five Minute Friday!
I haven't posted in a few weeks but this is the day I actually post on FRIDAY! Whoo Hooo!
Today's prompt is LAUNDRY!
Laundry -
I have a love/hate relationship with it. My puppy loves it. She isn't picky. Clean, dirty, she isn't even picky about the item. We are her family and our stuff is hers, just like we are.

No, we aren't candidates for Dog Whisperer yet, she definitely knows her place, but when I was mid-laundry doing the other day and I came upstairs from changing loads to find her in this position, I was a little jealous.

She rests so deeply because her list of "to dos" isn't that long... Run, play, chase & herd boys, sleep, poop, eat, bark, wag tail, still piddle at the sight of new people... that's basically it.

I do most of those things (except piddle when I meet new people and wag my tail ;))but it's with a running list in my head of what's next. Being in the moment is one of my greatest challenges. That is why I love and hate laundry.

I hate laundry because I often forget to finish it. I forget, because of the giant list in my head, to switch it. My record for most re-washes is 3, or maybe 4. That's annoying! I wish I could just remember, and no, setting the timer doesn't help because I sometimes don't hear it, or sometimes I forget why I set it!

I love that I have mountains of little boy laundry. I waited 9 1/2 years to get pregnant with my first. It was a long wait of just two people worth of laundry. Just after our 12th anniversary we found out there would be more laundry added soon... then after one, 14months later came the other, then two and a half years later, the last little dirty laundry maker.

Each time I fold pants, pile underwear (I don't fold them... what is the point of THAT?!) attach socks, wonder where the spare socks are (pretty sure the dog or washer ate them when I wasn't looking), and nudge these fellas into hanging up their shirts I am grateful for the little bodies that get them dirty (well, ALMOST every time).

Laundry is a gift. It is a reminder of the people I serve, and I love that my puppy (the only other girl in the house) enjoys it too.


Stephanie said...

Popping by from FMF and blessed by your heart today. How it speaks of so much more than laundry into God's perfect timing and living with a heart of gratitude in this moment.

Blessings on you, sweet sister!

lydsrich said...

Wonderful reminder that our babies are a GREAT reason to have to fold those socks and pile that underwear (and I agree - what's the point in folding that underwear!?) :)

Kelly said...

Thank you for this reminder. Sometimes I (in my ridiculousness) get so focused on the fact that an undershirt was still "inside" a t-shirt, or a sock was in a ball, that I completely miss the opportunity to be thankful for my husband (no kids yet) and serving him by keeping his clothes washed and the house clean. I'm glad God gives us these daily things to help remind us of His blessings!

Anonymous said...

Stopping by from FMF. I have a bad habit of forgetting the laundry too! But, it does eventually get finished :) Thanks for the read!

Alicia said...

Coming over from FMF and so thankful I stopped by. Love the way gratitude brims from this post. I, too, sometimes look at those piles of laundry and remind myself how dull my life would be if I were just folding clothes for two. Love how God granted you your heart's desire for a family even if it wasn't in your imagined time frame. Seems sometimes when we have to wait for the gift we appreciate it more. (And btw, I might have a re-wash record that rivals yours :) !)

Alicia said...

Love this post and the gratitude that brims from it! I, too, often remind myself when I'm scaling mountains of laundry, just how "dull" my life would be if I were just folding clothes for two. I love the way God gave you the desires of your heart in the shape of those three sweet dirty-laundry-makers. Seems sometimes when we have to wait for the gift we appreciate it more. Thanks for stopping by the Overflow so I could find you here.

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