Cash money

handful of one dollar bills

I hate housework. I hate everything about chores. The time it takes, the repetitive monotony, the cleaning up after other people, the smell, the dirt, splinters, the paper cuts, all of it.

But, most of all, I hate laundry. The washing and drying part isn’t so bad. It’s the folding and putting away that gets me. It’s like making a bed every morning. You’re just going to sleep in it again in a few hours, seems like a waste of time. Same thing folding clothes. You’re only going to get them wrinkled again, why bother?

Confession: I usually just make my peeps dig for socks and underwear in a phalanx of laundry baskets hidden behind the living room sofa. There are overflowing heaps of unpaired socks languishing in obscurity. Wads of dress shirts on endless dry cycles to keep down on the creases and crinkles in the fabric.

The only aspect that is remotely redeeming about doing laundry is the occasional payoff.

I’ve told the peeps, if they leave money in their pockets, I get to keep it.

I almost have enough saved for a new car.

I’m grateful for:

  1. Peeps who forget to clean out their pants pockets
  2. A house I can complain about having to clean
  3. Crisp, clean dollar bills
  4. Hyperbole

365 Days of Grace


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16 thoughts on “Cash money

  1. Ha! I do not pair up socks. We all wear the same nondescript white or black socks. They are all in a laundry basket in our bathroom closet. Outside of that my peeps all have to do their own laundry, except my husband…he breaks stuff.

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  2. Hubby thought he had it sussed to avoid unpaired socks by always buying BLACK.
    Thing is, there are now so many different shades of mismatched or unmatched black socks, it makes you wonder why he bothered!


      1. My Dad always had a good one liner for practically every occasion, and odd socks was no exception. If he was wearing an odd pair by mistake, he’d say it was the fashion as he had another pair exactly the same!


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