I have a confession to make: I don’t mind doing laundry.  But I do mind putting it away.  I don’t know why, but every time I have a bed covered in folded, clean clothes, I want to stop what I’m doing and walk away.  “Step away from the clothes” booms a deep voice in my head.  At least it’s still a step above leaving the clean clothes in hampers downstairs to sift through multiple times a day.

If it weren’t so annoying every time I tell the kids to get dressed, I’d probably be happy with a mountain of clean clothes (tucked out of sight so no one would know my secret laziness) Imagine: “Kids, go dig through the clothes mountain to get ready for school.”  No folding, no putting away.  (Realistically, the wrinkles would drive me nuts, the kids would always have mismatched socks, and without a doubt, I’d never be able to find what I’d be looking for).  Sigh.

Unpacking suitcases falls into the same category for me.  Today is our first day home after being in Halifax for the holidays.  For the first time, I find myself with a day to re-group before returning to work tomorrow.  Maybe also, for the first time, I’ll get a chance to unpack and re-organize.  This is in stark contrast to the usual, which is that we have half-unpacked suitcases sitting around the house for days (sometimes weeks if I have to be totally honest… a sure sign that we have too much “stuff” if we can go weeks without noticing that half our clothes are still packed away…)

On top of that, we came home to a decorated house.  Although we kept things to a minimum as we were going away, there is still a small tree, outdoor lights, and assorted holiday-related things around.  Bah humbug.

Part of me wants to hide my head in the sand (snow) and spend the day away from here.  Out of sight, out of mind.  We could spend the day tobogganing, skating, walking the dog – or any combination of those.  But the reality is that it will have to be done.  Perhaps I’m making a mountain out of a molehill.  It can’t really be that bad.  I’ll be happy when it’s done.  Maybe another coffee and I’ll get to it.