Look at this pile of clean laundry. Why is it so easy for me to hang the clothes on the clothes line and take them down, but I can't keep up with folding them and putting them away? I look forward to going outside in the mornings and hanging the clothes on the line while listening to the birds singing and watching the baby play next to me. It reminds me of one of my favorite images of Our lady. Doing laundry helps me to count my blessings.
It's really the kids' chore to fold the laundry and put it away, but I haven't been able to delegate much this month and now it's catching up with me. These are actually my husband's clothes, my clothes and the 4 little kids' clothes from the past three days. The three older girls do their own laundry. How can a family go through so many clothes in less than a week? I haven't even had a chance to wash the baby's diapers and the kitchen and bath towels. I'm doing that after the litltle kids go to bed tonight.
Maybe I should spend more time catching up with housework instead of making Rosaries while the baby sleeps. Maybe not ;-) In the meantime, I will praise God for the messes in my life.