I'd Like You to Meet the New Love of My Life

Me and the old guy, we had a good run. But as we all know, most relationships don't last forever. As for us? Things got stale. He eventually turned into such a complainer! It was as if he would never shut up. All the issues that come with age, they came. Still, I stuck with him for probably longer than I should have, and towards the end, he was really showing his age. It was almost embarassing (and I don't consider myself a shallow person). But loyalty and devotion only get a person so far. Then this young thing came along, and I couldn't resist.

Let me introduce you to:














Harold.


Yup, Harold - you heard me right. That's what I've named him, and I can tell already that he and I are going to get nice and cozy over the next few years.

You're probably laughing. I'm serious, though. You have to understand how huge laundry is to me. I am washing not only clothes for 8 people, but towels and sheets for 8 people too, as well as a myriad of security and receiving blankets, spit-up cloths, and cloth diapers. I do an average of 2 - 3 loads a day - sometimes as many as 6 - 8 loads in one day. That's an average of 15 - 25 loads a week! And honestly, I enjoy doing laundry. There is something especially satisfying to empty out a hamper. There is something gratifying about a warm, fresh-smelling stack of folded towels. Out of all the household chores, laundry is probably one that I mind the least, which is a good thing since it's such a big part of my day.