The wonder of a pile of underwear.

M and P as hell.

Messing with a new job lately I havn’t had much time for laundry. But today I decided to alternate my beer and NCAA activities with a couple trips to the washing machine. after getting started with just enough stuff for next week I decided to catch up on the backlog of dirty clothes that arn’t on the first team. After many-many loads I now have every piece of clothes I own clean for the first time in many years. I did run into a problem though. Apparently, once I have every thing washed and fluffy the volume is too much for the capacity off my dedicated clothes-storage system. So I have a huge pile of clean fresh smelling undies, sitting next to my computer.

Once a man has beer, basketball, and half a year’s supply of clean underwear, he needs nothing and fears nothing. Well except pizza. I gotta order a pizza now, then bliss will be complete.

#3. Profit!

I’m working through an embarassingly large amount of dirty laundry as well. ( apparently there are limits to the "buy new clothes in lieu of washing the old ones) :slight_smile:

In between changing loads and folding clothes, I am shopping for a new dresser. I’m also going to start hanging a lot more clothes as an interim step; I am going to get all my clothes clean first, then figure out what if any need to go the trash can or to goodwill.