Carson has been out of clean shirts since last Thursday. Every day I promise him I will wash more and every morning I realize I forgot again. He's been wearing his white undershirts ever since so Tuesday I made sure to put not one load, but two in. I'm pretty sure I washed every shirt he owns.
I sent him down on Wednesday to get a clean shirt out of the dryer, and (amazingly) everything was still wet, the dryer wouldn't start, the breakers weren't blown, but the plug looked loose. Push it in a bit, the dryer starts (yay), push it in some more, get a little sparky-sparky going, and decide to wait for some masculine help to come home and play handy-man.
Good thing there is a clothesline just over the bridge and through the gate. Saved my day, yet again.
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Reminds me, I need to wash my clothes today... I guess a big t-shirt will work for today. :)
I wish I had a clothesline that big!
Yeah, me too. Until then I will have to settle for using the neighbor's line.
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