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Let me start by saying my 23 year old daughter is one of the most bug-phobic people I know. Bugs terrify her.
Then let me say that my 3 children are lazy, very lazy. They are all responsible for doing their own laundry (we are talking 23, 21 and 18 yo) but they usually end up sticking a load in the washer and then leaving the house to do something more interesting. The next child may put the wet load into the dryer and put their load in the wash. Invariably, that child will find something interesting to do too.
I am usually the one who finds both the washer and dryer full. Being the good mother that I am, I take the load out of the dryer and fold it. However, there is usually no basket down there to put the clean wash in, because with the lag, someone has used the basket carrying their dirty load to bring up their previous load. I, then, am forced to find a place for the clean wash.
Yesterday, DD's load was ready to come out of the dryer. The desk had DS #2's clothes on it. The table had DS #1's load on it. So I carried her clothes out of the wash room and placed them on a lawn chair that had been brought into the basement for the winter.
This morning, DD rushes out of her room, trembling. Her face was white as a ghost. There were HUNDREDS of tiny bugs in her clothes (which she had dumped on her bed). We went down to look at the chair. There was a huge web with hundreds more of the tiny creatures (I'm not sure what they are). She looked like she was going to faint. So the clothes, sheets, mattress pad, blanket, comforter and pillows are all bundled up and waiting to be deposited into the washer. She is now vacuuming the rug and mattress.
I apologized profusely, although I am certain the chair was NOT covered with bugs when I put the clothes on it. She is still pale and shaky.
I wonder if a lesson has been learned somewhere in this experience...
Then let me say that my 3 children are lazy, very lazy. They are all responsible for doing their own laundry (we are talking 23, 21 and 18 yo) but they usually end up sticking a load in the washer and then leaving the house to do something more interesting. The next child may put the wet load into the dryer and put their load in the wash. Invariably, that child will find something interesting to do too.
I am usually the one who finds both the washer and dryer full. Being the good mother that I am, I take the load out of the dryer and fold it. However, there is usually no basket down there to put the clean wash in, because with the lag, someone has used the basket carrying their dirty load to bring up their previous load. I, then, am forced to find a place for the clean wash.
Yesterday, DD's load was ready to come out of the dryer. The desk had DS #2's clothes on it. The table had DS #1's load on it. So I carried her clothes out of the wash room and placed them on a lawn chair that had been brought into the basement for the winter.
This morning, DD rushes out of her room, trembling. Her face was white as a ghost. There were HUNDREDS of tiny bugs in her clothes (which she had dumped on her bed). We went down to look at the chair. There was a huge web with hundreds more of the tiny creatures (I'm not sure what they are). She looked like she was going to faint. So the clothes, sheets, mattress pad, blanket, comforter and pillows are all bundled up and waiting to be deposited into the washer. She is now vacuuming the rug and mattress.
I apologized profusely, although I am certain the chair was NOT covered with bugs when I put the clothes on it. She is still pale and shaky.
I wonder if a lesson has been learned somewhere in this experience...
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