Okay... So maybe I didn't exactly look this hardcore while I was hand washing laundry today... But boy did I feel like it. How embarrassing is it that my arms feel like I just did 10 sets with 50 pound dumbbells? All that wringing out by hand was exhausting!
|(See, I told ya I don't look near as hardcore as the woman above)|
A couple of weeks ago, I made a promise to myself that I was going to concentrate on keeping a clean, tidy house. With a little one on the way, I figured it was a good thing to get in the habit of doing now rather than later when everything is hectic. So, I vowed to keep up with laundry, dishes, vacuuming, etc... Well, of course it wouldn't be my life if something didn't happen to shake up my plans a little bit. About a week ago, my washer broke.
I thought it was great that the lofts that we live at supplied a high efficency washer and dryer. Well, that was until the washer broke, and I was told by the maintenance man that the sets that are used in this building are no longer being made and he has to order parts from frieking EUROPE. So, long story short, we could be waiting up to a month for our washer to get fixed.
Now, I could spend 2 dollars a load downstairs in the community laundry room and worry about hauling laundry everywhere and getting tons of quarters, or I could wash by hand. Obviously I chose the latter, thinking it would be somewhat easy. But man. Its
kinda really really really really hard to wash by hand! Especially things like sheets and big hoodies.
But I am not going to succumb to doing it the easy way. Well really, I feel like both ways kind of suck. Either spend tons of time out of the comfort of my apartment doing laundry and hauling it everywhere, or spend tons of time in my comfortable apartment killing my arms by wringing out wet soaking clothes. At least the second option gives me a good workout!
So. I will end this by saying I have a greater appreciation for women who lived however many years ago who had to wash their families clothes using this method. They are true superheroes.
I just HAD to share with you all how big of a dork my fiancé is. He was really craving some wine the other night, so he went and bought some. He came home with his bottle of red wine, only to realize that somehow in our move, the corkscrew got lost along the way. Desperate for his glass of wine, he became creative...
This is one of the many reasons why I love him. :)