When I first married, I loved doing laundry. It was mind numbing, satisfied some of my OCD tendencies, and I could watch my favorite TV shows while I finished folding. Fast forward to twenty years and two children later, it’s now the job that will never be finished. I expect to die with at least two baskets of dirty laundry in my washroom. Because nobody in my household likes my idea of going without clothes so I can get caught up, this chore has become a necessary evil, one that has lost most of the novelty it had so many years ago.
This is why the new laundry products intrigued me. Recently, I was clipping coupons (yes, I still do this because I own a “dumb phone”, aka a flip phone, which means I don’t do digital coupons. And no, I don’t know when I’m going to step into the twenty-first century with everyone else.) I came upon a full-page color advertisement. With the enclosed coupons, I could save a couple dollars on products with names like Blissfuls, Fireworks, Bursts, and Flings. Doesn’t that sound exciting? My mind immediately conjured up a fantasy: me, dancing around my washroom (with perfect flowing hair and a cute dress) flinging laundry products around while my laundry popped out of my dryer ironed and fully folded. No, I don’t do ironing; that’s why this was a fantasy. But with these products, I could finally get rid of the constant stream of dirty laundry. My problems were solved! Until I found the small print on the advertisement that read “scent-boosters.” So I’d still have the loads of dirty laundry sitting in my washroom, but darn it, everything would smell great when it was all over.
My fantasy destroyed, I tossed the coupons. With the three baskets of wash currently waiting for me, I’m planning to binge-watch Madam Secretary.
This is why the new laundry products intrigued me. Recently, I was clipping coupons (yes, I still do this because I own a “dumb phone”, aka a flip phone, which means I don’t do digital coupons. And no, I don’t know when I’m going to step into the twenty-first century with everyone else.) I came upon a full-page color advertisement. With the enclosed coupons, I could save a couple dollars on products with names like Blissfuls, Fireworks, Bursts, and Flings. Doesn’t that sound exciting? My mind immediately conjured up a fantasy: me, dancing around my washroom (with perfect flowing hair and a cute dress) flinging laundry products around while my laundry popped out of my dryer ironed and fully folded. No, I don’t do ironing; that’s why this was a fantasy. But with these products, I could finally get rid of the constant stream of dirty laundry. My problems were solved! Until I found the small print on the advertisement that read “scent-boosters.” So I’d still have the loads of dirty laundry sitting in my washroom, but darn it, everything would smell great when it was all over.
My fantasy destroyed, I tossed the coupons. With the three baskets of wash currently waiting for me, I’m planning to binge-watch Madam Secretary.