day twelve

clean laundry

I absolutely despise doing laundry. 

First you have to sort the dirty clothes, then pack all of the sorted piles into your little laundry bag. 

Then you must carry the overloaded laundry bag without cutting off all circulation from your hands while avoiding dropping said bag into piles of snow and slush on your way to the laundry room. 

Then once you open the door, you have to drag the bag down the steep stairs of death before you finally reach the laundry room.

Once you get there, you hope you have your laundry card, detergent, and dryer sheets, otherwise it's another trip back to the apartment to retrieve the items while you pray that no one takes the machines you are hoping to use. 

Load the laundry, pour the detergent, set an alarm for when the load should finish. 

And then insert the laundry card to pay ridiculously high prices to simply clean your clothes.

Find something to do while you wait for the washing to finish, then return to the laundry room.

Now you have to transfer the dripping wet clothes back to the laundry bag to drag them across the room to the dryers. For short people [like myself], you hope that there are bottom dryers available. I was not quite that lucky today. 

Throw all clothes into the dryer, add a dryer sheet, set an alarm for when the load should finish.

Once again, insert card to pay a ridiculous amount to dry the now-clean clothes.

Return to activity while yet again waiting for the dryer to finish.

Come back to the laundry room, load the [hopefully] dry clothes back into the laundry bag, hope you reached all of those dry clothes in the very back of the dryer, and proceed to carry the again-overloaded laundry bag back to the apartment without dropping the clean clothes on the snowy ground. 

And then fold them all.

It's quite the process.

But it is a fact of life, and then when it's all folded and put away, I feel totally accomplished. Plus my clothes and my room smell wonderful. And today it wasn't too horrible since Devon was doing his laundry at the same time, so we hung out in between the washing and drying loads. even the worst chore is better with friends. So despite the frustrating process of getting it all done, I am always happy to have my clothes nice and clean.

other ways I spent my time today:

Family Home Evening at Lowe's Extreme Air Sports [a.k.a. a great big warehouse full of foam pits and trampolines and climbing walls]

Hayley the trapeze artist

Devon the flying man

Hayley flying through the air

Making snowflakes with Hayley while listening to some fabulous music

Now it's off to bed and on to the next day!