Two weeks

I know it's been a FULL two weeks since I've done the laundry when Brad's shirts pile up like this.


For some reason, I always forget when I last did laundry. When we were in Raleigh, I always did the laundry on the same day, every other week. But, since we've been in New Bern I just can't seem to get the laundry schedule together. Usually the dead give-away for laundry day is the overflowing dirty laundry basket...or Brad asking me when I'm planning on doing the laundry. But, if those two signs fails, there is always this after-the-fact clue. Ahh, more folding...