Spoiled

Those of you who are long-time readers may remember my laundry posts from last summer. Those of you who are not long-time readers will appreciate being spared from reading those complaints...but unfortunately, you will not be spared from this one. (Unless, of course, you stop reading right about now.)

During the two weeks we were in Seattle, we did laundry twice. And, WOW, what a great experience it was both times! I hauled our laundry bag downstairs, separated it into three piles, and got it all done without leaving the house once. I got it all folded that night and--badda-boom, badda-bing--the laundry was DONE! Seriously, I didn't even mind doing the laundry.

Then we came home and I realized how spoiled I was actually having a washer and dryer in the house! Once again, it's back to production-style laundry. Hauling 5 bags of laundry out to the car, driving them to the laundry building, (which is better than walking it all over), unloading all five bags into washers, and then coming home. 30 minutes later, I head out to change loads which includes cleaning other people's lint out of the dryers and carting 5-6 loads of laundry across the building. After the dryers' 40 minutes are up, I'm back once again to shove hot laundry into a big bag and a laundry basket to haul it all home again. If I'm lucky, I have enough desire and energy to fold it that night...otherwise it waits for at least a day before I even feel like touching it again. I dread even starting the process because it's such a hassle.

I'm telling you--if I never see another commercial washer or dryer after we move out, I will not be in the least bit sad. I just REALLY look forward to the day that I have a washer and dryer in my home once again! (And, for all those of you who are lucky enough to have them...give them a huge hug and tell them how much you appreciate them!) :)