Laundry!

Why is it that laundry seems to never end and no matter how many times you wash a load, another one is ready???? I go through my house everyday that I am off and I collect all the laundry. I collect from everywhere. The hampers, the floors of bedrooms, and the garage which is always full of gross muddy socks from the fishing hole or the ball field or a boat trip. Why is it that boys decide when they get to the fishing hole, football field or the boat tripm, they say to themselves, "lets take our shoes off and just romp around in our socks!!!!" I make sure I get everything! Dirty rugs, more socks from the back porch and so on. I start my first load at about 9am, sometimes 10Am. This begins my laundry extravaganza.. As the day keeps going and going, I keep washing and drying and folding. It just multiplies!!! By 4pm, I think I have gotten it licked and then the second wave hits. People are coming home and bringing in swim suites and towels and of course more dirty socks!! Grace finally decides to unload her car of a weeks worth of sleepovers with her friends. Susie decides to pee on the last clean rug left and someone is bringing me a blanket because they spilt their drink or food or goobers all over it!!! And of course mom gets changed a million times a day! Sheets and blankets and socks Oh my! Now it is going on 7pm and I am putting the last loads away and turning off the light to the washroom. As I walk down the hall to my room, I notice in the boys bathroom that the hamper is full. As I hit my doorway, there is a trail of clothes that Grace Ann has left from the bed to the bathroom and our hamper is full!!! Cheeeeze and don't worry. It will be waiting for me on my next day off.