However, over the last two weeks I have found myself with a dilemma.
If I was a diligent, good homemaker I would heed the buzzer on the dryer and immediately make hast to place all said clothing on hangers so as not to be wrinkled.
However, who ever said that I was a good homemaker, not me.
This morning as I was kicking through the pile of worn jeans on the floor of my closet and searching for a shirt to wear in my closet I realized that alas I was going to have to go in search of a clean one.
Tragically I have been forced to endure another day of captivity due to a malfunctioning or poorly engendered electrical appliance. Its failure to work properly has now imprisoned me in my home yet again. You see I am too embarrassed to venture out into the light of day looking like I slept in my cloths.
I obviously am not too embarrassed to share the disgraceful state of my laundry pile with all of you.
Robin A.K.A embarrassed and being held hostage by my broken iron!