organized chaos

This is The Cuteness’ laundry basket. I have one basket per gremlin for their clean clothes. It’s helped cut down on laundry room disorganization. A little. The floor is now covered with 4 of these white baskets, a rectangular yellow basket and a round blue one, respectively.

It’s a maze of epic laundry proportions.

And they sit there because I have a hard and fast rule about putting other people’s clothes away. When the gremlins were all smaller, excepting The Cuteness, I put away their gremlinly clothing. But since I hate laundry so much, I’ve insisted that their domestic training begin, and as a result most of their baskets sit with folded clothing on the laundry room floor until I remember to tell them to come get it.

Which happens, oh about once a month or so.

Now, the other day I asked The Cuteness if he would just put away his laundry already! It had been sitting there for weeks! But he was very engrossed in creating the next big hit.

Yes, that’s me sitting down with him. I have some major focus issues, if you must know. I promptly forgot about my request of clothing care. And I couldn’t resist the creative kinship of a gremlin who actually wanted to learn piano. I think we’re really going to mesh creatively.

Suffice it to say, his laundry did not get put away.

And this particular basket of clothing
has had the same clothes in it for longer than I care to admit to you.

Ok fine.

About two months.

Give or take.

Because for me to actually climb the stairs into the abyss that is Gremlin Central in order to put clothing away that will then force me to yet again climb the stairs into Gremlin Central every time I want to change the baby’s clothes?

Lunacy, I tell you, pure lunacy. Dressers are way overrated.