Do you remember me telling you a long time ago, that I'm going to tell you truths about who I am? No? Well I did, in The Blessing of Honesty.
It's been a while since I've shared something truly personal I think, so, I'm going to air my dirty laundry.
I DESPISE LAUNDRY!! (and dishes for that matter).
I'm sure you're all saying, "Who doesn't" but, I bet you all still get yours done. I have piles, and piles and piles at all times. Then I have piles and piles of clean laundry waiting to be folded, because I don't like to do that either.
Don't even get me started on the dishes, I hate washing dishes by hand so much that I'll run them through our dishwasher, (which doesn't work most of the time by the way), over and over again, just to avoid having to do them myself.
So why do I hate laundry so? The devil created laundry! Yep, you heard me, if not for the fall of man, which was provoked by the devil, we wouldn't even have realized we were naked, and so, there would be no laundry. Yep that's my logic. No it's not correct, yes, man chose for themselves to disobey God, and no the devil had no real power over that, but still, it's nice to blame it on someone.
Regardless, with my logic, I'm still letting the devil win. If the devil put this barrier in my life, and I'm the one letting it get in the way of the important things in my life, I'm still at fault. I can't blame anyone for my laziness, or for having too many clothes in the first place. I need to move past, and take responsibility for this and just do it, or, the devil wins....and I'm not going to let him create laundry, AND win the battle over it. Nope no more, I am determined to be a pain in the butt and fight back. God made me stubborn and feisty for a reason, I've just been using it for all the wrong reasons.
My truth: I hate laundry, but I'm blessed to have so many people in my life who help create that laundry. The least I can do is take care of it for them.
This is part of the Raising homemakers linkup.