This post on laundry tips has been sponsored by Global Influence. All words and opinions are my own.
When I was in middle school it always seemed like the one thing I wanted to wear was in the wash. Being a hormonal preteen, I couldn’t understand what the big deal was about just doing the laundry already. That is, until I was married and had a houseful of laundry of my own to stay on top of.
There are days I feel like some of that laundry could march itself into the washing machine unassisted. My husband’s outdoors-work clothes, Bubbles’ did-you-eat-the-mac-and-cheese-or-bath-in-it clothes, even Austin’s workout clothes (if you thought teenage boys’ clothes smell bad, try them after two hours of lifting weights at the gym). They also carry their own particular funk and cleaning challenge.