Day 7- Little Surprises

I got a call/text from V to let me know he had washed the blanket from the living room.   Bear in mind these were the baskets of laundry that mysteriously appeared after the brought the basin out to the laundry room. They had been sitting in our living room untouched for however many days. It's a nice surprise, seeing as I had expected the baskets of previously clean sheets and blankets to sit for at least another day. Not only that but when I venture into the laundry room, the basin is empty. 

That's not to say a different sight didn't greet me when I walked in there. Apparently this is how you nest laundry baskets.

Granted this wasn't V, this was probably F. Still I would think a 17-year-old would know how to properly store laundry baskets for maximum efficiency. 

I guess I should just be pleased to know that things are getting done without my constant reminding and nagging.   

I will admit I did help out with some of the laundry, but only because I needed clean clothes. V had not taken the clean blanket and towels out of the washer.

1. I needed the washing machine therefore I had to transfer the wet items to the dryer. 

2. Leaving the wet things in a basket in the laundry room to be transferred at a later time would've resulted in disaster. 

Trust me, I know. At one point this summer F decided to leave wet fitted and flat sheets in a basket in the laundry room which later housed a million mosquitoes. Imagine my shock when I went to move the sheets and a large cloud of mosquitoes greeted my face. Needless to say F got yelled at for that one. 

So is it any wonder my expectations of the laundry getting done are so minimal?