Horrors! Forcing a man to wash his own laundry!

Actually I’d forgotten how much I kind of enjoy doing this. It’s relaxing.

Not that I’m planning to start refusing the use of Neighbor L’s washing machine. 😉 But S&L are out of state and I’m using up stump socks. So out came the buckets and agitator.

Nice thing about it being so hot and dry right now – you can throw your favorite summer shirt into the bucket and wash it with the rest, rinse and hang it first, and by the time you’re done with the rest your shirt is dry enough to put right back on! Frugality!

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3 Responses to Horrors! Forcing a man to wash his own laundry!

  1. Robert says:

    “your shirt is dry enough to put right back on”
    Yeah, but what about you? Are you dripping at that point from the exertion?

  2. Joel says:

    I was dripping at one point when the hose flew out of the bucket and caught me center of mass, showing how out of practice I am. But there’s really not all that much exertion.

  3. Robert says:

    “caught me center of mass”
    We need common sense hose control! Think of the children, er, dirty clothes!
    The tequila is kicking in. I have a mental image of you multitasking: A 55-gal drum half full of soapy water with a nekkid Joel stomping on dirty clothes like an Italian maiden squishing wine grapes. I need to stop drinking so close to bedtime…

To the stake with the heretic!