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SOS. Send help.

Oh, laundry…. I hate you. But why?

I read a historical non-fiction book about the American Wild West a few years ago. Once thing really struck me, which was that the first available jobs for females (that all the cowboys needed but were unwilling to do) were cook, laundress and prostitute.

So let’s start there… I absolutely fester that women are and have always been resigned by some weird, unspoken, perpetual default to be responsible for cooking the meals, doing the laundry and well, you know, being “available” for “those” needs.

Imagine the world if men were the owners of laundry. Ah, the time I would get back each week! The stress or malaise that would be eliminated! The average American mother spends about 17 hours per week on laundry, according to various studies and surveys… 17 hours! On just laundry!

And guess what? I don’t really like doing laundry. I was never trained how to do it. I find it incredibly annoying. And I am not good at it.

I have shared this with my husband but he doesn’t offer to step in or take over. Because why would he? It sucks!

So here I am… I am procrastinating going into my laundry room by writing this. I But, the laundry is overflowing. Most of it belong to my sweet children. And they deserve lovely looking clothes.

I have one choice. To do it, and try to do it well.

How can I form a new perspective on laundry? How do I get good at it?

I have literally never talked to anyone every about laundry…. Are there secrets I don’t know about? What is your relationship to laundry like? Am I the only one that feels this way and is that bad at it?