This is mine. Right on the couch.
This is where I dump it and walk away, really truly believing that I will be right back to fold it and put it all away. Ha! Never happens. I will tell you what does happen.
Tuesday and Friday are my laundry days, with the exception of Monday which is when I wash sheets, so on Tuesday I spend all day doing load after load of laundry and then by the end of the day I'm too tired to do anything about it so I just leave it there thinking I will get to it on Wednesday. Wednesday comes and goes and the only thing that happens to the pile is that a few articles of clothing are dug out to wear. The kids are usually searching for a pair of socks. Thursday is pretty much the same only half of the pile is usually on the floor by then or we've moved it completely to one end of the couch so we can actually sit down. And really, by Thursday night what is the point of folding it when I will just be adding to it the next day. Finally, by Friday I am so disgusted that it is still there that after I've washed several more loads I start folding. Sometimes I get it all folded and sometimes it doesn't get finished until Saturday. And sometimes on Saturday night when Josh and I sit down to watch a movie he reaches over and starts folding it, which is when I know it has been there waaay too long, and he has lost all hope that one day when he comes home from work it will be magically gone.
Tomorrow is Tuesday. I'm going to give it my best shot. Although, my kids also have no school tomorrow, which means a lot more of my time is going to be spent watching plays put on by Samm, helping find this and that, and refereeing. Still, anything is possible!