I once had an ironing pile THIIIIS BIG!

My husband, bless him (SEE,I have lived in the South for quite some time now), was recently persuaded by yours truly to take on a Pinterest project. Some creative DIYer painted and organized an adorable laundry room/closet. Hubby and I both know how much time we spend in that small area-why not make a soothing, therapeutic spot for a...blech job (has Webster's recognized 'blech' yet?) We found ourselves venting and discussing the project at our neighborhood pool and one of the EXACT conversations sounded like "my ironing pile was once THIS BIG!" What followed were a few laughs, more knowing nods and even more sharing and one-upping about similar or larger piles of ironing, piles of laundry...just PILES! How great and refreshing is that?! Plenty great and refreshing, I say. My mind made a sighing sound when I stopped and took in this modern mommy moment. No comparing how much work that was done while making a 5 course meal and hodge-podging a Martha Stewart-esque craft (not that there's anything wrong with that-judgment free zone, here!) No, we were comparing how much housework was NOT done! I looked around-everyone at ease, bobbing in the water, watching our kids play-dunk & dive. You say "I don't know how she does it"...she doesn't! CHEERS to modern mommies!

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