Laundry Room Secrets

The other day the bucket that is sitting on top of my dryer was overflowing…

…with pocket change and assorted laundry junk.
Secretly I collect, in that bucket, all that I find in pockets before the pants go into the washer.  This is the accumulation of a year’s worth of emptied pockets.

It’s not my stuff and not Mike’s stuff either.  This junk belongs to the boys.
There are the heads of LEGO men and other assorted LEGOS, bottle caps, golf balls and golf  t’s, marbles, razors, chewed up No.2 pencils, bobbers and thread, tool handles, chewing gum,  batteries, Petoskey stones, belt buckles and lots and lots of money.

Of course you can imagine that I consider the change to be mine –
It’s the change from all those times when they needed a quick buck to buy this or that. It’s the change that was never returned to me.  It was collected in the bucket.

Mike sorting out MY change, muahahahaaa

Thank heavens there was never a dead mouse in any of the pockets, like someone told me there would be some day.