A Thankless Job Comments

As soon as I stopped laughing, I sent this to myself and an e-card to my daughter, whom I dubbed the Laundry Lady. She never seems to catch up, and, as you said, just when she thinks she's caught up, BAM! there it comes again. It is sorta' like living at the bottom of a laundry chute! ! ! Right on target, as usual. Linda

Hail to the one who speaks the truth...

Good luck, Mary, I live alone and never get a handle on it.

I hear you on this one. My husband and I actually folded laundry on our 'date' watching a year-old movie on video!

A great poem for a seemingly thankless job. I really like it.

This was creative, Mary, I feel your yearning when it comes to housework. You painted a realistic picture, it was well-written with details.

I bet you feel all 'washed up' Mary, never mind don't think you're alone with this one, we all have to do it. What we need is cheap disposable clothes. Love Ernestine. Nice poem it's my kind.

That last verse is a gem Mary. Excellent stuff. It's great you can build something touching out of such a chore!