Death by laundry.

It's possible. I know this because I think my own clothing situation is making me ill...it's just the beginning.

My house is two-story, with the living area upstairs and the laundry room and bedrooms downstairs. This is awesome when someone drops by- we shove everything downstairs.

The only problem is, we've been doing that a lot lately, and theres a bit of a...ahem...pile up down there.

Someone should go through it all and sort it. Someone should get the clean stuff put away and the dirty into the hamper (thats currently buried). Someone should purge some stuff.

I wish that someone wasn't me. I'm not sure how normal people live, but for me, stuff like laundry and dishes are certainly an afterthought, only taken care in the case of guilt or obvious need.

I do like order. I like a clean house. I don't like maintaining one, though.

Ok. I'm off. I am going to attempt to be productive. It might kill me. It's been nice knowing you.