A few months ago, I blogged about women having to choose between their career and motherhood. You can read that post here. Over on my Facebook page, it sparked a lot of discussion. But one aspect of that post triggered an alternative line of discussion. You see, in my discussion about career vs motherhood, I had mentioned how my laundry system had revolutionised my life. This, it transpired, was what people wanted to know about.
Basically, the problem lies with the laundry hamper. You know, that thing that might or might not look like a bin, which you throw your dirty clothes into at the end of each day? If you have a baby, you might throw his and your own clothes into it several times of day. A little streak of sick is a bit of a permanent fixture on my shoulder at the moment.
Anyway, I digress. You have your laundry hamper. When it gets full, you might think, “OK, I need to do some washing.” So you sort out your hamper, dividing the clothes into piles: whites, darks, light coloureds, and so on. You might have towels in there as well. You sort it into piles, and you work out which piles are big enough for a wash. Then the unwashed clothes all go back into the hamper, and a few days later (or the next day), you go through the whole process again.
In our old system, we actually had 2 hampers: one in the bathroom and one in the bedroom. This was simply because Tim and I both had a hamper before we got married, so we ended up with 2. But it actually meant I was going through the process again and again. Very often, I’d have the laundry all over the floor, and would have to spend a weekend frantically washing to get it all done.
So after browsing on Pinterest (follow my boards here), and a bit of shopping, I set up our current system.
I got rid of the laundry hampers, and replaced them with these baskets from IKEA.
If I’m honest, they’re not ideal. They’re metal, so I don’t like taking them outside to hang the washing on the line as our grass is permanently wet (thanks, Lancashire rain). They’re also not amazing quality, and I never got the top board to fit properly. But they are the best I could find. All other laundry sorters seem to take up a huge amount of space, and I wanted something tall, with washing baskets that were easily portable.
Then, I requested that we all sort our laundry when we take it to the basket: whites in the white basket, light coloureds in the middle basket, and darks on the bottom. Simple.
I can now see, every single day, which basket is getting full. I know that I need to do a wash when a basket gets just over half full – if I let it get too full, it’ll be two washes. Even better, Tim will quickly pop a load on without asking. And because the basket moves with the wash, so to speak, there’s a convenient basket to load up and to take things back.
I still haven’t cracked the build-up of ironing that I seem to get each week. I suspect the answer might be to iron daily, but I can’t bring myself to that yet.
So there’s the amazing laundry system. I’ve possibly hyped it up a bit, but it actually made a massive difference to me!