I often joke about conquering laundry mountain on the weekends. I didn’t realize how close we really are to having a mountain made exclusively of laundry.
This, my friends, is laundry mountain. Population, the one cat who likes to lay on clean laundry.
And for those of you who complain about husbands who don’t do laundry, this is what could happen if they do. Hubby did approximately 1000 loads of laundry (or it felt like it) and then thought it would be fun to pile it on top of our loveseat.
Oh, summer break.
(Admittedly, a laundry mountain of clean clothes is better than a laundry mountain of dirty clothes.)