Week 6: modern washer and dryer
I never complain about laundry. Well, hardly ever but today as I started to complain in my head about it I remembered why I told myself almost ten years ago that I would never complain about laundry. I think the following pictures describe it better than any words I could come up with. . .
Hermana Klein and I doing our weekly laundry on p-day. In the first picture you can see her filling the "washing machine" up with water for the cycle. Then in the next one I'm wringing out the clothes as best as I can to put into that silver cylinder which spun the clothes and discarded the water into the white bowl. Mind you, it was freezing cold that day and my hands almost froze wringing out those clothes! Lovely process, don't you think?
Then, if you're lucky and it's a sunny day and one in which the neighbors have not decided to burn their trash then your clothes will dry nicely hanging outside. Otherwise, we would string them up all over inside to dry (burned trash never smells good on your clothing).
If you had done laundry for a year and a half this way, then maybe you would also have told yourself you would never complain again. I was glad of this reminder today because I often forget about the little conveniences that we have to make our lives easier and yet we still don't appreciate them unless they are taken away from us.
So for all of you who have never done laundry "the Chilean way" -- just be grateful that you have a washer and dryer. And remember -- it IS a blessing!