With ten people living in this house, the laundry never stops. Thank goodness grandpa does his own so I only have to do laundry for 9 people! I am grateful for large capacity washers. With so much that goes on in this house, it's a wonder that there were not more than 3 Laundry Oops this week.
Late one night I collected everyone's jeans. After reassuring Kim and Tom that they would be ready for morning, I started the load of laundry. I stayed up extra late so I could put the clothes in the dryer. I went to bed late after falling asleep in the chair. Next morning . . . as I leave my bedroom I look up to see the laundry room light on and one of my children standing in the door. FLASH . . . I remember now . . . I forgot to put the clothes in the dryer. Their pants were wet in the washer. Yes, they had other pants to wear, but not the ones they wanted. Oops.
Monday night I put a load in the washer. I had planned to move the load to the dryer in the morning. When Tuesday morning rolled around there was a lot on the calendar and I had a lot of errands to run. When Wednesday morning rolled around I went in the laundry room to do some laundry and there was that load of laundry still wet in the washer ( and it was starting to smell). I had to start the load over again in the washer with a little bit of bleach (a load of darks , of coarse) to get rid of the smell. Oops.
Tuesday when I was running all of those errands I bought new socks and underwear for some of the kids. I opened up the new packages and put the socks and underwear in the kids clean clothes baskets. I opened Jay's new package of underwear and was counting them as I put them in his basket. One pair slipped out of my hand and onto the floor, or so I thought. When I looked down to pick up the underwear, there it was, submerged at the bottom of Bear's (our dog) water dish. Oops.