Ellemental

In the past several days I’ve gained a washer and dryer and I’m back up to two functioning computers.  I’d say my conspicuous consumption is on the rise.

For 7 months I’ve been taking my clothes to the VIM’s house.  While I sort of enjoy doing our laundry together, it’s a relief to not have to cart laundry baskets back and forth.  And we never really meshed our laundry philosophies.  He’s a “type of fabric” sorter, regardless of the colors, and I’m a color sorter, regardless of the fabric (unless it demands special attention).

The washer and dryer are used, but seem to both work well (other than my ignorance about the “sanitize” cycle…what the hell???).  The one thing that drives me crazy about the washer is that the lid locks down during the scary sanitize cycle and the spin cycle.  Every time a load is done I go to move the clothes to the dryer and have to wait for the lid to unlock.  I’m a little pissy about that, as my feeling is that they are MY clothes, and I want to dry them when I want to dry them.  Who is the washer to decide when to release my clothes???  I’ve actually tried to jam a butter knife into the small gap to make the washer lid release.  I think maybe it’s all a lesson in patience.

Zen Laundry.