Erin The Great

Finally! I broke down and did my laundry. I was previously doing an experiment on how much of my wardrobe I actually wear, and found out that I actually do cycle through most of my wardrobe, and that after 2 ½ months of avoiding the washing of my clothes, there isn’t much in my closet that I wouldn’t wear in broad daylight. The clothes that are left, I’m giving to goodwill.

So, on March 12, I loaded up my washing machine and started the grueling process of washing my clothes. I think the dryer knew what was coming because it took one look at all the piles of clothes before it, and decided that it just wasn’t going to have that and promptly stopped producing heat. Much to my dismay I had to cart all 10 loads over to my next door neighbor’s house so I could have dry clothes.

I’m not a very big person so I think to anyone watching this process it might have been humorous. People watching the little girl haul large amounts of clothes and all you see are the chicken legs beneath the massive heaps.

I think from now on I’ll be doing my laundry at least once a month. That way I’m not completely screwed should my dryer or washer decide to poop out on me again.