Mount Everest

I started climbing Mt. Everest this week. It's is huge to look at and it takes my breath away every time I look at it. I am attempting to do this on my own, no help from my Sherpa, oxygen, or any fancy gear or gadget, just me, my dirty clothes, and my washing machine.

Oh, you didn't really think I was talking about the real Mt. Everest, no, I was just talking about the growing pile of laundry in our bedroom, bathroom, and babies room, oh and laundry room, I am creating my own mountain range. The funny thing about laundry is when it is all washed and the mound disappears, you turn right around and on the sofa is another Mount Everest of freshly laundered clothes waiting to be folded and put away. Oh the agony, when does it ever end!