I move...a lot and I have a lot of stuff. Aaron and I are getting ready for yet another move in a couple weeks. I tend to put packing off until the last minute and have become very experienced with just shoving my clothes, blankets, towels etc in laundry baskets and trash bags to move them from one apartment into the next. In our last apartment, the crack den, I didn't even bother unpacking a lot of my things because the apartment was such a disaster- I knew we wouldn't be staying there long.
I have started packing this week. We are moving in 2 weeks and Aaron is in Burlington working, so I will be packing a lot of stuff on my own. I decided to brave the disaster that is our bedroom yesterday. I realized that the bags of stuff that I had brought from the crack den really needed to be washed and that our 'normal' laundry pile had grown out of control.
We have no washer/dryer in the apartment we are in now. Aarons parentsare awesome and have let me use theirs a few times, but I normally take our laundry down to the laundry mat. A wash is, give or take, $3.50 at the laundry mat. I am currently super poor and have a lot of laundry to do. So, if you do that math that would explain why our 'normal' laundry pile managed to grow so far out of control.
I had today off from work and decided to take this opportunity to use and abuse my parents washer and dryer.....I mean visit my family. I figured that I would be spending less in gas to drive the hour south then I would be spending at the laundry mat (and probably get fed at the same time).
Aaron came home from work last night, so he had to get up super early to drive back up (its like an hour and 45 minute drive from where our apartment is to where he works). I figured that seeing that I was up really early, I would get an early start. I crammed 5 laundry bags stuffed as full as I could get them in my little car and headed south.
In route, I called my mom to give her some warning. When I got there only my dad was home. I decided to only drag in one laundry bag due to his watchful eye. He lectured me on hanging clothes on the line instead of using the dryer and that I better not be doing Aarons laundry. I quickly threw a load of laundry in and headed out to the hospital to see my Nana while my first load washed.
It was a long, long, long day of laundry. Those 5 laundry bags turned into 15 loads of laundry and of those 15 loads, I only used the dryer for 3 of them. The rest went out on the line.
I learned some important points today while doing laundry:
1) 5 laundry bags does not mean 5 loads of laundry. A laundry bag holds about 3 loads.
2) Sort your clothes. Although I love pink, I am not digging my newly dyed socks.
3)Vinegar takes out the smell of B.O. from shirts.
4) Vinegar takes out the smell of kitty pee.
5) Vinegar is amazing.
6)When doing your laundry at your parents house, if they see you laundry...they will judge your choice in under garments.
7) Nanas washer is quicker then moms, but moms gets your clothes cleaner (or so she says).
I had a pretty successful day. Its awesome to have clean clothes again (and clean sheets and blankets), but I think it was almost if not more awesome to spend the day with my family.
After todays epic laundry chore, I am SO glad that the apartment we are moving to has on site washer and dryer. I hope not to relive this anytime soon :-)
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