Thursday, July 10, 2008


At one time in my life I looked forward to doing my laundry. I was married and would try to help my wife do the laundry. She did not like the way I did it. Something about separating special clothes for special washing. After my daughter graduated high school my wife went South and I stayed North. I got my own home and my own washer and drier. I was in heaven. I liked using those machines that were previously banned to me. Now I am older and because of my health I had to get a small efficiency apartment that is not efficient in the laundry department. My apartment is too small for laundry facilities. I forgot how spoiled I was with my own stuff. Going out to do laundry really sucks. When I was in the military I was on a ship and we put all our laundry in these bags and hoped we got them back with all the same clothes we sent out to be cleaned. That was interesting and made me appreciate my own cleaning machines. My friends just got a new washer and drier and made a special room for them and call it a "laundry room". I was at their home when they did their first laundry tryout. They have the Whirlpool Duet ones and they are big, really run quiet and are just awesome.

I am just laundry rambling now. It is true you do not know what you got until it's gone. In this case it is called laundry facilities. So if you hate doing laundry give me a call I'll be happy to help. Heck, I'll even bring coffee or refreshments while we wait for the drier to do its thing.


Art by Ronda Juniper Ray said...

Doing laundry is fabulous. You get a serious sense of accomplishment and a fantastic fresh fragrance about your clothing and abode with very little expenditure of effort.

Have you looked into a stacking washer/dryer unit for your wee place?

senn said...

hi thanks for the comment. take care.

Anita said...

I too simply love doing "the wash" as we called it when I was growing up. I especially enjoy hanging the things outdoors on a line. Sometimes I just use a drying rack set on the back porch.
Some years back, when I was an old maid schoolteacher living alone, I got a little washing machine that sat on my kitchen counter, and it could wash a couple of shirts or a few days' worth of underclothes, then I'd hang the articles here and there about the apartment, to dry.
Nowadays I have a washer, but it likes to go Waltzing Matilda and vibrates the entire house, so I am about to resume my college days' habit of washing out one day's clothing at a time, in the sink.
I do not relish the idea of going to a laundromat; don't even know how many coins it takes nowadays to run their machines. Probably much more than it used to.
I do enjoy your writings; you have a way with words.

vnunez83 said...

Ahhh...laundry. I too live in an apartment, and up until about 2 months ago I had to haul my unmentionables (dish towels embarass me) up and down the stairs to our building laundry room where the machines may or may not work. The worst part was that it was $1.50 to wash and $1 to dry, and sometimes it could take the dryer several runs to dry the more dense fabrics. Your military laundry bag story made me think about how my fiance and I used to do it-- We would wait until one of his army green bags was full, and practically busting at the seams before we would even consider throwing in a load. I'm sure lots of soldiers continue to use their laundry bags even after their service is done. But, like I stated, I feel your pain and wish you the best in your laundry experiences.

Thanks for posting a comment.

Anonymous said...

Let me know when you are in Arizona.