Do you know what this is a picture of my friends?
VICTORY.
The kind of victory where trumpets sound and angels sing and world implodes on itself.
Five, count 'em FIVE, empty laundry baskets. Five baskets which previously contained mountains and mountains of impossible, insurmountable unfolded clothes. Five baskets which I painstakingly sifted through, right-side-outing shirts and folding pants. Five baskets that may now be used as cars, boats, doll houses, pet shops, helmets or whatever creative ideas my children's minds may come up with.
Five baskets which are now empty because their contents are happily residing in drawers where they belong.
This might be a first.
And, let's be honest, a last.
But today I revel in victory of the most beautiful sight in the world.
