Normally I am not an advocate of doing my laundry on the weekends.  Okay, so I'm not a huge fan of doing laundry period, but because I work from home I try to do my laundry during the times when most of my neighbors are working or sleeping, like eight o'clock on a Thursday morning.  That way they don't have to fight with me and I don't have to fight with them over washers and dryers–or do anything neighborly like talk to them when we end up in the laundry room together (apparently I am the only person in our entire half of the complex who does laundry between eight and noon during the week).

Today, though–today I was faced with a dilemma.  Because the hamper could not take any more clothing.  I did laundry last week–a couple of loads while Bryan and Eric were sleeping.  Other than that, though, most of the laundry has gone undone while I've been playing hostess and trying to get sleep and just not feeling like dealing with household chores.  So I spent about fifteen minutes staring at the hamper before I decided to just go with the flow and start the laundry.  I figured that if the neighbors started wandering in, I'd just quit doing my stuff until Monday.  Another factor in this? we were almost totally out of underwear and socks.  If there was ever a time to do laundry it was when I was staring in the face of old, nearly crotchless underwear and toe-less socks.  Blecccch.

Apparently, people never like to do their laundry because I got four loads in before any of the other washers started being used.  Right now I'm waiting for the fifth load to finish drying.  I probably should have let the laundry stay at six and a half loads, but I did some stuffing so that I could finish it all in one day.

I also cleaned out the fridge and did some dishes. Now I think I am ready for a nap.

My Mom was our last visitor (hopefully, knock on wood if you have any nearby) for a while, and she left this morning.  I love my Mom and I was very sad to see her go (I may or may not have gotten a little teary after I shut the door) but at the same time, having people in our house for three straight weeks has been incredibly stressful for both Will and I.  We need the break.  I'm thinking that tomorrow, if Will doesn't feel the need to decompress in front of his computer all day, might be a good day to crash on the couch and watch the second season of Heroes.  An all day lounge fest.  Yummmmm-meee.