"It's the small things in life that bring us joy," I thought today as I was finishing folding my third basket of laundry. I felt the sweet joy of success when I realized that every sock had a mate. I, looking around to make sure noone would see me, gave a big fist pump to my side. People...it's the small victories that win the war!
P.S. this is only phenominal because it rarely happens in my house.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
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With 3 girls and all their socks, that's quite the feat! Congrats. :)
I thought for sure this post was going to be about a new dishwasher!! Congrats--I have a big basket of unmatched socks. The stack just keeps growing.
I've got a whole stack of mateless socks in my room. Someday I'll give up and throw them out.
Way to conquer laundry day!!
This has never happened at my house. Good job mom.
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