Showing posts with label laundry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label laundry. Show all posts
10 Oct 2013
1 Oct 2013
On the edge
We spent an inordinate amount of time this weekend changing all the door handles in the house (so they now match) and replacing the downstairs shower as the old one kept pretending it had low pressure and randomly running cold, usually when the person standing underneath it was all sudded up in Lynx.
So now it's Monday morning and J has NO clean school trousers in his drawer.
E's trousers are about 8 years too big for him and Madi's flair at the bottom and have little silver hearts dangling from a belt loop, so neither of these are options.
The damp back-log of washed clothes from Friday is still at the back door, peg bag positioned on top of it, because we almost hung them out 2 days ago.
I tumble-dry just a pair of trousers in 20 minutes while J eats his cereal in his boxers. He puts them on while they are still warm then we run to school.
Living on the EDGE I tell you... It's exhilarating.
So now it's Monday morning and J has NO clean school trousers in his drawer.
E's trousers are about 8 years too big for him and Madi's flair at the bottom and have little silver hearts dangling from a belt loop, so neither of these are options.
The damp back-log of washed clothes from Friday is still at the back door, peg bag positioned on top of it, because we almost hung them out 2 days ago.
I tumble-dry just a pair of trousers in 20 minutes while J eats his cereal in his boxers. He puts them on while they are still warm then we run to school.
Living on the EDGE I tell you... It's exhilarating.
1 May 2012
Laundry
I have just spent the best part of an hour ironing in the kitchen. Ethan has kept me company for most of this time, having his supper, doing his homework and chattering on and on and on about the ipad3.
Ethan (walking past me and the big pile of laundry): 'Night then mum'
Me (peeling off a percentage of the pile and offering it to him): 'Wait- take these with you mate. And put them away in the place where they live.' (I add these 3 words as I've recently discovered a sizeable stash of his clothing, mainly unworn, on the floor behind his sofa bed).
Ethan: *SIGH*** (accompanied by rolling of the eyes)
Me: 'You realise that most of the laundry process in this house is automated, don't you? You wear the clothes, stick them in the wash and they get cleaned, dried, folded (or occasionally ironed) and all you have to do is put them away. You're onto a good thing really, yeah?'
Ethan: *SIGH*** (accompanied by rolling of the eyes)
Me: 'Oh- and the dressing of yourself. You do have to do that bit too. Are you going to need a hand with that one?'
Ethan: 'You know the ipad3 is faster than our broadband??'
Ethan (walking past me and the big pile of laundry): 'Night then mum'
Me (peeling off a percentage of the pile and offering it to him): 'Wait- take these with you mate. And put them away in the place where they live.' (I add these 3 words as I've recently discovered a sizeable stash of his clothing, mainly unworn, on the floor behind his sofa bed).
Ethan: *SIGH*** (accompanied by rolling of the eyes)
Me: 'You realise that most of the laundry process in this house is automated, don't you? You wear the clothes, stick them in the wash and they get cleaned, dried, folded (or occasionally ironed) and all you have to do is put them away. You're onto a good thing really, yeah?'
Ethan: *SIGH*** (accompanied by rolling of the eyes)
Me: 'Oh- and the dressing of yourself. You do have to do that bit too. Are you going to need a hand with that one?'
Ethan: 'You know the ipad3 is faster than our broadband??'
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