tales from the haunted laundry pile

Someone gave our son this toy from Disney's Cars movies, I think it is "Mater", not real sure, I've only seen bits of the movie... Mater makes this faint engine rumbling noise when moved, nudged, etc.

Somehow, Mater has taken up residence in a corner of my room behind the laundry basket. The laundry basket that has become, most of the time, the laundry pile. Of Course, everyday when I am hunting laundry of certain properties...warm whites/cool whites/towels; I manage to nudge Mater way back in the hidden corner and scare myself with his ghostly rumbling.
And yet, I never work up the energy to go find Mater and do something with him.

Last night as we were getting ready for bed, I somehow nudged Mater. Husband got big eyed and asked "what in the world is that?" I told him it was Mater, somewhere buried behind the mountain of laundry present. I then told him it was the ghost of laundry un-done and we ended up in a fit of laughter and more silly names. We ended up in a fit of giggles as we decided he would not be found until the laundry was completely done...about once a year.

How many other families have a haunted laundry pile?

And now for your reading pleasure, here is something shared over at the WTM boards, a very clever mom came up with this, and it just seemed to fit the theme.

Mountain of laundry version of Aragorn’s speech:

See in your eyes the same mountain that would take the heart of me.
A day may come when this laundry pile of mine overwhelms me, when I forsake clean towels and break all scoops of soap, but it is not this day.
An hour of soiled shirts and dirty pants, when the laundry room comes crashing down, but it is not this day.
Today, I fold! For all of the children in my house, and for my dear husband too,
I tell you I will sit, and fold my laundry!