Sunday, June 20, 2010
Sisyphus and the laundry
This is how I feel about my laundry: Sisyphus pushing the giant rock up a hill only to have it roll down again. I am having a devil of a time with the washer/dryer. I've been ruined by owning my own American washer and dryer for years and years that trying to manage laundry here in the UK is challenging (and disappointing).The machine is small and takes an eternity to dry. Everything is still slightly damp and wrinkled when it comes out.
With two small children the laundry just seems to grow daily and I just can't keep up with it. When we moved in I had too much laundry and have been trying to get it down to a managable size. I did two loads a day because that's how long it takes to wash and dry them. And they are TINY loads. I can't do the sheets and towels in our dryer, so when it's time to do them I wash, then lug them to the laundrette down the hill to dry.
I just don't get it! Why not have real dryers? I'm not a fan of line dried clothes or sheets or towels. This is the one thing I cannot get used to. I know I'm grumbling and I don't care - I have to complain and here's why: this morning I put away what I thought was the last load of laundry.
Hooray, thought I. I've finally caught up and now I can stay on top of it.
When Fen saw that the laundry basket was empty - he filled it with laundry he was 'saving'. Stockpiling is more like it. Crap! Now I'm back to two loads again until I can catch up with this lot.
One day, when I'm rich, I'm buying two washing machines and two dryers and then hiring a person to clean it all. Oh, and they'll iron and do windows too!