Of Folding…

One of the few things that I hate about housework is folding clothes. Doing the laundry, washing the dishes, cleaning the house… they are all good to me and I can say I am quite good in doing those chores. What is it about folding clothes that make me turn away? Is it because I was a never good “folder”? Why does it irritate me every time I would so painstakingly fold them properly and still the folds wouldn’t come out right?

If there is a machine invented to making folding clothes easier, I would definitely buy one! =)