This post has been a couple months in the making. In my life pre-fibro, I was a pretty efficient person. If I could, I cut out unnecessary steps wherever, whether at work or home. Post-fibro, I’ve had to become much more of a pacer. Getting the job done without hurting myself, has become my main priority. Last month I had an epiphany. I thought that I could make laundry easier on myself, if I worked on it every day. I decided that if I washed, dried and folded a load, every day, I’d always be “caught up” because I would not longer have baskets full of dirty, washed, dried, or folded laundry. No more laundry purgatory.
Boy was I wrong. The biggest obstacle was having to work on laundry every day, whether I felt like a lump of doggie doo or not. The bad days were bad. We have four laundry hampers, which I would dig through, looking for the specific load I was washing that day. Then, the next day, I’d have to pick a new load to wash. Basically, every day, when I’d just start to feel like I could maybe accomplish something, I’d have to do the thing I hate most in this world. Not surprisingly, after two weeks of this, I gave up. Even though I thought I’d been washing each type of load equally, my son ran out of pants and underwear, so at least two types of load were being missed. Plus, some days, especially the doggie doo days, I “forgot” to work on laundry.
The good days, I had no trouble doing the one load, but then other things were being put off. In using all that energy just for the laundry, which I think I mentioned I hate doing, I wouldn’t feel like getting anything else done. When I do dishes, the natural progression is to clean counter tops and then all those clean spaces make me want to clean the floor. Getting a load of laundry done, when the hamper still has a ton of clothes in it doesn’t entice me to do anything but wash more laundry. As long as I’m digging through the laundry looking for a specific type of load, I might as well separate it all and keep washing. If I’m able to get all the loads washed and dried, I can enlist people to help me fold and put away. At least they are clean, so even if they don’t get put away, people can dig for what they need. I just have to get better at ignoring baskets of clean laundry, no matter what state it’s in, when I don’t have the ability to get it folded or put away.
I’ve come to the conclusion that the way I do laundry may not be very efficient and it may take me 4 days minimum to finish, but it works. I might not be very efficient any more, but I’m not twiddling my thumbs either.