I fold my laundry before I put it in the washer, making neat little piles of sorted clothes that are the perfect load size for my machine.

I fold it a second time the moment it comes out of the dryer because I hate having baskets full of wrinkled clothes.

And trust me, you don’t even want to know about my method for sock sorting. *hands a whiskey sour to the Hubster, who’s had to endure more than one sock-folding session with his laundry-crazed wife*

TRUE STORY: Dealing with crazy is easier with whiskey in hand.



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