Large Family Laundry Solution – The Laundry Wall

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Go to Part One first, if you missed it.

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So where did we leave off?

Oh yes, yes, yes- we finally purged the clothes.

Now, I’ll be honest (I’m sarcastic as crap, but at least I’m honest!) – clothes for eight humans is a lot. No matter how you look at them. Though, actually, it looks ‘loads’ better when I shut my eyes.

Get it? Loads. See what I did there?

I digress…

If you did the math on the last post, each kid gets three baskets times six kids – which is a whopping EIGHTEEN baskets of clothes.  However, the three youngest are still in just two baskets each, due to their smaller clothing and non-school status. Also, yes, going to school is a status symbol around our house. That obviously doesn’t include clothes for me, nor the-man-who-cannot-throw-away-anything.

I started seriously thinking, do I really want to haul these baskets upstairs, put them into dressers, and wait 27 seconds for the inevitable explosive results? The dressers may as well be endowed with a clothing ejection button at assembly.

Seriously, you’re picking a collared shirt for school, not deciding what to wear in Milan. Does every single garment need to touch the floor?

[Aside: Now, regarding our house, there is currently a lot about it that is entirely unenviable, for example: the floors, the walls, the ceilings, the lights, the siding, and the landscaping, just to name a few. (Yeah, I don’t know why we live here either, but I can’t blame THAT on pregnancy.) However, lets put a big old checkmark in the awesome category for the size of the laundry room.  At some point in history, they converted an exterior porch space into our current laundry room. Thus, it is a nice 12’x11′ space.]

So, due to laundry room size, not dragging baskets upstairs was a legitimate option.

Ultimately, I wanted to turn the back wall of the laundry room effectively into a ‘family dresser’.  At first, I thought I wanted a cube type storage system, maybe just buy a bunch of cube systems and mount them to the wall. That seemed a little arduous and maybe not as effective as I would hope it to be.

Finally, after hemming and hawing (I’m famous for my decision making skills) looking at so many ideas, I looked at my ideas for dirty laundry storage again and realized that I wanted Something like this. Baskets. Hanging baskets.   Thus, the wall of laundry baskets was born.

My amazing and supportive husband designed it, and I mostly watched and offered “helpful feedback”.  Haha.

While the wood part of the laundry wall was being assembled, I got to go buy laundry baskets.  I bought out the store of laundry baskets.  These perfect, square, heavy duty gems.  The checker at the store gave this kind of confused, “you uh, must be crafty or something huh?” and the lady in line behind me thought I was straight up crazy – “I don’t even want to know why someone would need so many laundry baskets.”

Our wall holds twenty four glorious laundry baskets.  When they were all hanging there for the first time, I could feel my back muscles weeping tears of joy. It was truly a thing of beauty.IMG_4207

So knowing what I know about me and combining that with what I know about my boys- I decided that henceforth, unless it was important, e.g. special event, or my own clothes, I am not folding clothes again. Like ever.

The boys destroy all my hard work anyways, so why do I do it? Time is precious people!

I knew we were onto something great.

  1. Take a load out of the dryer
  2. Sort it into baskets
  3. Walk away hands empty

I fold the towels, sheets, blankets, and my own clothes. Kids clothes, though? NOPE. NEVER! The only thing that could possibly be more freeing is if we moved to a nudist colony.

The last thing I needed to do was mark all the baskets. After coming up with a whole bunch of terrible ideas, I finally struck gold by weaving ribbons into the tops of the baskets. Each kid has a designated color, making it slick as snot to sort. Unless you are my husband, in which case, you will be a miserable failure at sorting. Having three boys in virtually the same sizes is very confusing to darling husband.

How can I even describe the LOAD off my shoulder?

By doing just one load a day, I can almost keep up.

Now, we’ve been backsliding some since February, but even going in and spending 20 minutes results in things getting pretty well back in order.

There’s a great peace in realizing that, not only can I not do it all and be everything to everyone, but in acknowledging that I’m just straight up not going to try.

Proof that sometimes the lazy way out really is the best way after all.

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