Monday, May 14, 2012

Dirty Laundry

Despite mounting evidence to the contrary, laundry is not my most despised household chore.

It seems that I may have been spoiled by 4 months in an apartment with a W/D, because now I simply can't be bothered to walk down 2 flights of stairs to do the wash.  It's icky down there.  Building management is finishing up construction on a bunch of new units, so there's dust & extension cords everywhere.  I'm crawling over table saws & routers, trying to keep my balance with the hamper & a bad case of the clumsies.  And - I'm just gonna come out & say it - I get the creeps down there.  I do not like the basement in this building, so I've been skipping laundry duty.

It's been 2 weeks now & I had to get creative last Thursday when I ran out of work appropriate pants.  I have 2 pairs of trousers (that fit) & 2 pairs of jeans (that don't have holes in them).  The weather had been really pleasant on Monday, but was too chilly to wear a skirt by mid-week.  The weekend jeans were the only clean pair left, but they have a pair of, um, ever-growing weak spots near the crotch were my thigh biscuits rub together.  Forced to embrace a hipster look that I once looked upon with disdain, I reached for a short sweater dress that was long enough to cover my shame. 

The weather was spectacular this weekend, plenty warm for dresses, but I kept telling myself that I really should accept that laundry would be a non-negotiable prep for the work week.  We had a bunch of fun stuff on the Saturday/Sunday agenda, but there was certainly time for laundry if I really wanted to make it happen.  I just didn't care once I had a look at the forecast for this week.

Where my closet lacks slacks, it is well-stocked with dresses.  I love 'em.  They're a pretty homage to summer weather & far more forgiving to weight gain, particularly when a lady favors full skirts & A-lines.  I ran out of business causal pants 5 days ago, but I have jaunty frocks for daaaaays.

Warm weather always cheers me.  Sunshine makes me happy.  When the rising mercury enables me to avoid washing clothes for a couple more days, I'm giddy.

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