My piles and piles and piles of laundry are done. I could add on a few more piles in there to make it more realistic. Like I had taken a series of Philadelphia jobs and saved all my laundry to wash back home in WA.
At every point when I thought I could see the end in sight, more laundry would emerge. Changing both of the kids' beds. Finding Chris' laundry still in the closet.
But, I made it through and it's done. And I'm very happy about that.