“I love doing laundry except for putting it in the dryer, taking it out and folding it and then putting it away.”

Henry woke me up this morning. I could hear him gnawing on something. His past chewing episodes of gnawing on the floor, the foot of the bed, the spread and the down comforter made me jump up to find out what he was doing. Down was on the bedroom floor. Henry had gnawed another hole and he can pull down from even the smallest hole. I also found a stone, its origins unknown, but it was wet so Henry had been chewing on that too. I have been planning to buy a new comforter. The one on my bed is so old it has permanent clumps and doesn’t keep me warm enough. Now I’m thinking twice about that.

My house was cold when I woke up. The sun was out, mostly for show, but it is gone now and has been replaced by clouds. It is an ugly day.

Today is chore day. I have house plants to repot, new bird feeders to fill and put outside, storm doors to clean and hang and, finally, laundry to do. The bag is still sitting by the cellar door. I have to go down cellar anyway to get the storm doors so I might as well do the laundry.

When I was a kid, I had no chores. I had to put my dirty laundry in the hamper, but that was about it. My mother did everything. I never really gave it much thought. That was just how it was.ย My brother had to empty baskets, and he complained all the time that he was put upon. My mother did laundry just about every day. Her washing machine was a wringer so the chore was never easy. She didn’t have a dryer. She had inside and outside lines. I think if I had to do laundry my mother’s way the bag would sit by the cellar door until I ran out of clothes. The hall would fill. I’d have to walk around the bags.

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6 Comments on ““I love doing laundry except for putting it in the dryer, taking it out and folding it and then putting it away.””

  1. olof1 Says:

    Cold night here so we had our first frost and I had to scrape ice from the car windows. The ice was rather soft though so I did it quickly. The rest of the day has been sunny but just around 50F I think.

    I’m so glad that none of my dogs chew anything they aren’t allowed to chew any more. The last thing Albin destroyed was a pair of old shoes and I can still find bits and parts of them in the garden ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚ Those bits even survive the lawn mower so I guess the quality was very good ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚

    Have a great day!


    • katry Says:

      It is too early for frost. I’d hate it. At least it warmed up a bit.

      I’m hoping Henry grows out of this chewing stage. He has destroyed stuff like my favorite spread.

      Have a great evening!

  2. Hedley Says:

    Hello Kat, a long and demanding day as we climbed to Golgotha and then headed to the Western Wall. So many emotions and responses. A tour gives us too few opportunities but I donโ€™t know any other way to do this.off to Tiberius tomorrow

    Yup, Lions did win

    • katry Says:

      My Dear Hedley,
      With a tour, you don’t miss anything so I can understand why it might be the best alternative. I was forced to take a tour in Russian in the old days, but usually the only tour I take is a city tour so I can place what I want to see.

      It seems all your days have been a bit demanding physically and emotionally.

      Damn Lions!!!

  3. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat.
    When my brothers and I were little, my mother had a wringer washer. We would all crowd around her in the pantry to watch her wash the clothes and wring them out. We all got parts of ourselves caught in the wringers. But the wringer washer leaked oil and had to have a dishpan underneath at all times. Eventually, it gave up the ghost and we had no washer at all. We had to lug stuff to the laundromat for a long time and I usually had to go along to help. That was my chore. At some point we got a new washer and dryer and the new rule was that if you were tall enough to reach the buttons, you did your own laundry. That removed two people from my mother’s list of laundry responsibilities.
    If I had no washer and dryer, my laundry would be stacking up by the cellar door, too. I tossed the laundry bag down the stairs sometime last week but didn’t get around to it until yesterday. This morning it went in the dryer where it still is. Maybe tomorrow.

    It’s cold up here and it was dismally grey all day, too. I turned the heat on for a little bit this morning. Too cold in the house for comfort.

    Enjoy the day.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      I once met a little boy who had caught his arm in the wringer. It was badly scarred.

      I also liked to watch my mother do the laundry. The wringer was what held our attention. I know my mother had a washer and dryer on the cape, but I don’t remember if she got it before or after we had moved.

      The first load, mostly sheets, is in the dryer and the second load is in the washer. I actually got my laundry done, well almost done!

      I also turned the heat on this morning for a few minutes. It was just too cold, and I knew the house would stay that way unless I gave it a little help. The two storm doors are in. That is a huge accomplishment as they were so heavy I had to rest after I brought each one upstairs. On to the plants!

      Have a great evening!

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