A few years ago a good friend of mine was telling me about a family she knows in some New England state (read: cold in the wintertime) who live a super eco-friendly, green sort of life. "They have three kids and they don't even OWN a clothes dryer!" to which I responded "What?!?!?" followed by "I could never. Just never." And I looked at little 3-month old Paul in my lap and was sure it was true. We were living a typical suburban life then...two cars and smartphones and endless traffic, on a cul-de-sac with an HOA that prohibited (among all sorts of other things) clothes lines. How could my imagination make the leap from that moment in that kitchen with my baby boy in my lap to a time that would require, or even enable, me to live a dryer-free life? The unbelievable series of events that would lead to today would have been just that: unbelievable.
Before I go on, I'll make a confession- I've probably never done anything only because it was "green". But I have done many "green" things because they're cheap. That's gotta count for something, right?
Anyway, when we got here (or "upon our arrival") the laundry-room/future workshop looked like this:
this handy-dandy drying rack from Amazon.com. Because we have four kids and we don't even OWN a clothes dryer. And do you know what? I love it. I love every second of the meditative silence of hanging each little piece (because if someone wants to talk, then someone gets to hang. No one wants to talk when mama's hanging). And I love being able to give the chore to my big girls if I need to, because it's easy but time consuming and makes them feel the consequences of putting stuff that's still clean into the dirty laundry hamper. Now that, ladies and gents, is a win-win-win.