Laundry sucks. Don't even try to say you like laundry. Now take the displeasure of laundry and literally multiply it by a zillion when you have a kid. You will turn right side out, sort, wash, and fold, ten times more little effing pieces of microscopic stupid clothing than seems humanly fair--in one load. Aside from the sheer volume of clothing that is one load, the amount of shit in the pockets that could potentially ruin an entire load becomes an every load search and destroy. These items include but are not limited to: crayons, markers, entire packs of gum, chocolate, stamp pads, and stickers. My work slacks, favorite bra, and inside of my dryer all have spearmint gum welded to them.
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