So I missed a day or three of laundry duty. I was waiting for the maid to show up and she bailed. Something about us not paying her enough. Whatever. So I had to hunker down and do it myself.
The laundry train showed up to help. Or actually, notsomuch help as to dump out 4 baskets worth of dirty clothes onto the kitchen floor. Pure awesomeness.
So I kicked them out. If I had done any laundry the previous days, they may have had clothes to wear. Thankfully, it didn't seem to hinder Tiny Miss trickin' out her board.
Clearly they were having the time of their lives.
And here's the end result. A couch of smelly freshness. Now I'm just hoping the maid gets her bohonkus over here to fold these clothes.