This blog makes it appear that I am obsessed with laundry. This is not true. I do like clean clothes and am grateful for the convenience of washing them @ home in my jammies with a washer and dryer, but since I started this blog it is a strange coincidence that my washing machine went on the fritz. More precisely, doing the wash is like playing Russian Roulette: I just don’t know if that last spin IS the last. I’ve been smart enough NOT to do a big honkin’ load of towels, but I’m starting to get those over-developed Pop-Eye forearms from wringing out socks and underwear whenever I push my luck.
So the most excellent news is that the NEW washer and dryer are coming next Saturday, and I am giddy with anticipation. So today the three of us (me, the Guitar Man, and this blog’s patron saint, Jenna, home for Fall break) constructed these nifty platforms for the new machines. I don’t want to build this up too much, but next week I hope to show all you DIY-ers a photo of the final installation ~ maybe even with a load of wash tumbling!