My week started with a muddy coat on Monday. No choice but to throw it in the washer on gentle cycle and hang it to dry.
All week, when I throw on my coat, the wonderful scent of fresh laundry captures my senses. (And gives me slight pause to wonder if I needed to wash my coat well before the mud puddle incident.)
Today, I worked a half-day, came home and tackled our over-flowing laundry. Seriously, out-of-town Saturday, lazy day Sunday, and work plus evening activities Monday and Tuesday….lots of laundry waiting!
I started with my “hidden” pile of gentle cycle, hang to dry clothes. My husband helps with the laundry, probably stays more on top of it than me. However, he’s not a label reader. If it’s in the basket, it goes in the washer and then, in the dryer. Not all clothes are dryer friendly so I keep a pile aside out of the laundry baskets.
After smelling my coat the last 2 days, I knew I wanted to wash all the hang to dry laundry today. Mostly work t-shirts, a vacation t-shirt, a pair of J’s black dress pants, and my dress from the wedding we attended.
I use our shower rod to hang the clothes for drying. Makes the bathroom smell great! Why not outside? Honestly, birds. I like to bird watch but I don’t want their poop on my freshly cleaned laundry.
How is it Hygge?
- I had to take my time, waiting on the washing machine, picking the right hangers.
- The scent of clean laundry is one of my favorites, adding to the atmosphere of our home and bringing me pleasure.
- Taking the time to appreciate and have gratitude for the comfort of clean laundry made a usually mundane task somewhat enjoyable.
I did not expect to find hygge hidden in the laundry but it was there. And it was just about as nice as finding the occasional spare dollar in the dryer!