Letting it all hang out

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There was a minor crisis in my apartment building the night before I went to Boston. It turned out that both washing machines in the basement were declared out of order (one full of dirty laundry and sudsy water), and there was no power of any kind getting to the laundry room. I looked from the broken machines, to the two sackfuls of dirty laundry I had to do, and wondered how I was going to survive in Boston without clean clothes.

So I placed a 911 call to Dr G and next thing I knew, I was having delicious Thai take-out at her place, while my laundry went round and round in her machine. Saved.

So I had some hesitation going down to my laundry room again yesterday. Over a week has passed since I found the broken machines, so I figured that would have been plenty of time for a technician to do his thing. And even though I had two loads of laundry to do, on entering the basement I realised only 1 machine was operational. But it was available, so I jammed all my clothes into the one load (please remember that up until this point, I had indeed separated colours from whites) and set it going.

And thus began the 4-hour washing marathon. I was unstoppable. Bed linens, towels, clothes - it all got washed yesterday. And that one functioning machine got such a workout, it was amazing.

And there were only 2 casualties from the whole process. I lost one sock (from a pair I actually like), and my favourite black bra got inadvertently thrust into the dryer and one of its little hook thingies got melted. Sniff. I guess that's what you get for washing and drying like a mad thing.