- In Katey's closet. (Nobody looks in there-ever)
- Under my bed. (When you grow up and make the decision, as my mom must have tried to do, that nothing goes under the bed~ It is a perfect hiding spot.)
- In the garage. (Brilliant! WHY would anyone put a basket of dirty laundry in the garage. It's too insane.)
- In the Basement. (Oh, the DUNGEON. Boxes and bags of old clothes- what's a hamper thrown into the mix?
I know this is terrible. But SERIOUSLY- I do laundry all the time. And last week I was tired of soap, softener, bleach and fabric sheets.
Not to mention the task of putting away everything. I hate to put it away.
So I hid it. And Wil donned his tighty whiteys.
I have to go start the washing machine.