The last few weeks have been a blur…tearing apart the laundry room and getting it put back together in a way that is more functional. On top of that, a good chunk of my time has been spent at work in the evenings/weekends doing taxes. I do enjoy it, but it has been a challenge to get used this new schedule…a “taxing” time as they may say.
Here is a pieced together BEFORE picture of the room (picture taken from the doorway of our new basement bathroom):
View from the opposite side of the room:
Points to address: plumbing issues, new window needed, floor to be tiled, appliances to update (they are on their last leg!), and pantry to organize….the list goes on.
Here’s how we had to finish our laundry on Sunday: (Nick always finds interesting solutions!)
Although I grew up hanging laundry to air dry, I certainly appreciate modern conveniences. My dear mother once bought an old wringer washer because she thought it would be “fun” to use. It was quite the all-day process (especially with 4 little ones running around). We ran the hose from outside into the house to fill it up and drain it. Then over again for the rinse load. Then of course you ring every item through that deadly hand squisher. And then you hang it all up to dry. It actually was kind of fun and an interesting experience as a little girl. I will never forget it. Definitely made me not complain as much about laundry. I have great admiration for those industrious women of the good-old-days!
OK. I can’t ‘not’ comment on this post. As I was reading this I was laughing and at the same time wondering how you survived your childhood out here on the ranch with all the crazy things we did (or I made you do).
ReplyDeleteI remember one washing episode when a neighbor came over and wondered what the heck was going on! There were piles of dirty clothes waiting their turn in the washing machine, suds from homemade soap rising up out of the water, wet clothes in the bath tub waiting to be rinsed, and hoses everywhere. The trusty washer was working hard and nobody lost an arm in the wringer. You could almost hear the drying racks groan as more wet laundry was draped over them. I remember you and Mary were quite the “Mom prisoners,” but we were all having FUN, right? I still have that old wringer washing machine. Maybe some day we can wash another load just for FUN and then feed wide-eyed, terrified articles of clothing through the wringer.
Hanna, I’m anxious to see your laundry room project progress. You and Nick are doing a fabulous job of upgrading your house into a very lovely home.
I do remember that! How hilarious we must have looked to our neighbors - but I don't care. It was fun.
ReplyDeleteAnd on a random note, remember when we had too many farm eggs to keep up with that you gave us each a bucket of eggs and told us to throw them at each other! That was so awesome! You even participated in the egg fight and pegged us with some good ones. You are truly an awesome mom and provided us with some great memories! :)
I remember the wringer washer diapers wrapped around the wringer,If it does, an article of the wash may
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put rubber diapers through that wringer diapers and explodes.
I can't wait to see what you guys have been doing!
ReplyDeleteMy mom got a wringer washer when I was little too. It was slightly scary! But I'm really glad I know how to use one. ;-)