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Soap, load, start, change, dry, fold, repeat. Soap, load, start, change, dry, fold, repeat.
I thought I was proficient enough at laundry (since I had been doing my own since my teens) that I could sneak in a load or two during the weekdays. Ha, was I mistaken. You know what happens to a wet load of laundry that is forgotten? Yes, a smell. An awful, rotten, moldy smell.
“I must rewash this load,” I say to myself. There is no point in drying a smelly load of laundry. It has lost that fragrant lavender scent I went back and forth toiling between it and fragrance free . It seems like a simple decision to make: smell like flowers or don’t. But in this decision I think about many things like: Are there extra chemicals added to create this scent? If I wash with “no scent” then the Jasmine oils I apply everyday will be much more potent to the senses.
After all these thoughts run wild in my head at 6 am in the morning, I reside to only doing my laundry when it has my full attention, on Sundays. Good old laundry day!