Sunday, October 14, 2007

Sisyphean laundry pile and an FO

Because I was getting to cocky with this 'organizing the household' thing, and because I have a clotheshorse eight-year-old who has to be completely out of her seventeen pair of underpants before she considers bringing down her dirty clothes...




Never mind that I've had everyone dressing out of their own laundry baskets for the past three weeks (organizing seven humans takes time), or that I spend about two hours daily dealing with other people's dirty duds. THIS is not something you dump on the laundry room floor when Mommy has just found it. Gah. This was taken at 11:30 last night. The pile is somewhat smaller now, though I am considerably grouchier than I was at, say, 11:15 last night, when I had the laundry licked.



Now we'll journey to my happy place, the place where things that I do stay done... come with me to the land (not often visited by moi) of Finished Objects. I have something to show you. The 'Darla Dimple' socks are done. Finito. Completely knit to fit real feet. Joseph's, in this case. See?



When I thought they'd never get finished, I promised him a new pair of Crocs to wear his new socks in... so, tomorrow we'll be headed into town. I have about four other pair of socks to get finished up, and there are even more feet to knit for. Mitch's huge honking paws, for instance. He's usually too busy with his Legos to care about things like socks, but there is a rivalry now when the boys get something... I liked it better when they were too young to notice or care. This is the sort of thing that happens when dude is on his game:

It's a crazy conglomeration of pirate ship and vehicle transport. What I think really happens is he tries to use every piece of plastic in the Lego bin. Amazingly, this one doesn't have Bionicle entrails dangling off at every opportunity. 'Cuz, you know, ten year olds are waaay into the drama of alien guts.

Well, I'm off to have my decaf and shuffle the laundry piles again, and today I have two new knitting students coming into the shop for their first lesson. Type at y'all knittas latah. Cami

5 comments:

stinkyma said...

love the pirate lego ship! takes me back to some years spent oogling my bros' intensive lego creations (dave's, sorry missed yours b). just bought our kid some of those giganto-sized legos. that reminds me i have some playtime to seize this afternoon.

stinkyma said...

love the pirate lego ship! takes me back to some years spent oogling my bros' intensive lego creations (dave's, sorry missed yours b). just bought our kid some of those giganto-sized legos. that reminds me i have some playtime to seize this afternoon.

Dragonfly said...

love the ship. son will spend quite a bit of time with legos and i totally understand the bionicle entrail comment!!

last time son surprised me with laundry piles from his room, he had to wash himself and pay for the loads. he hasn't done it since. but we live in apartment with coin operation so it was easier to enforce.

Tam said...

Dang, lost my comment. Let's try this again.

You mean your kids don't ALWAYS dress out of a laundry basket?? I guess I'm a bad mother. My kids have laundry baskets with their names on them. I wash the clothes, throw them in their baskets (I don't fold but I try to drape them neatly). This takes up enough of my time. Actually putting them away or WORSE, taking the time to nag them to put them away would be way too time consuming, SO...their clothes rarely see the inside of a dresser drawer. And I have one less youngster than you have. Bad mommy!

My lone boy has not gotten the LEGO bug yet but he certainly has the LEGO Star Wars bug. He would play that computer game 24/7 if I would let him. Heck, I'D play it 24/7 if I could get by with it. It's that fun.

Nice hair, btw!

Stephanie said...

WOOHOO!!! Finished socks! You ROCK. I haven't finished an actual pair since summer. That's SO SAD! And WHA?? My kids know that they have to always put their clothes into the dryer to get the wrinkles out. I am a bad bad mommy. I just can't make myself tame the laundry. It goes from the clean basket to being worn...to the dirty one and back again. No folding or putting away inbetween. Ugh. I am a bad mommy huh? Oh well. :o)