Children are more important than dirty underwear!

Let me explain...

Due to an overflowing laundry basket, I decided it was time to breakdown and go to the laundromat. Not a chore I enjoy at all!!! I do not enjoy it for all of the normal reasons, but I also find it extremely stressful. How can laundry be stressful? I am very anxious about people seeing my underwear. I do not like it at all. Because of my paranoia I stand by the washers and dryers while my clothes are washing and drying to ward off any potential Peeping Toms or suspicious thieves that might want to take my underwear home with them.

Yesterday was no different. I was the ever diligent sentry of underwear guarding my my undies until it was time to leave at which time I gained a little insight into how my anxiety ranks compared to others. As I was leaving the laundromat, I noticed another couple returning to pick up their laundry. The reason I noticed this couple was one the male was rocking a major mullet and two they were the parents of a very cute ~18 month old little girl and a ~ 3 month old little girl that were not present as they reentered the laundromat. Item number two is what really caught my attention as both the male and the female passed me. As I walked through the door I thought to myself... Where are the babies? Did they take them home? Did they have time to take them home? ARE THEY IN THE CAR?

Oh my goodness...The babies were in the car located two parking rows from the entrance and the car doors were open. I could not believe this. Luckily I was parked right next to the car so I sat in my car and watched the babies until the parents returned a good 5 or 10 later with their laundry. When I saw those people carrying their laundry baskets to their car, it dawned on me that I watch and protect my dirty underwear better than they watch and protect their children. I could not believe it.