Old People
Keep older people around, they are very entertaining.
I mean, how many times have you needed to vacuum your washing machine tub? Actually, the vacuuming of the tub was the last of the items that needing cleaning.
My mom, Lena, always checked Raymond’s pockets before doing the laundry. I must have been standing behind the door missing that lesson.
Finally, yesterday, Amazon delivered the flannel PJs I had ordered for Dennis. I got a load of laundry to add to them so he would have them on Friday, today. I was going to load the dryer and as I reached into the washing machine to start hefting the clothing into the dryer, there was a flutter. It took me a while to figure out what the flutter was. There was tobacco flakes everywhere. The next handful of laundry I pulled out included the cardboard package where all this tobacco had been housed in nice little round cigarettes. Can you just visualize how four pair of flannel PJs had tobacco clinging to them.
Before starting the dryer, I tip-toed to the kitchen for the loaded Swiffer mop, trying not to drag too much along on my fuzzy slippers. I rolled up the rug in front of the toilet and began corralling tobacco. When I did start the dryer, I never let it run for more than several minutes before cleaning the filter. Can you see the headlines, “House fire started by an old lady abusing tobacco.”
The end result was that the dried flannel PJs had no tobacco sticking to them. The softener in the wash cycle may have helped.
Dennis had soft flannel PJs to start his Friday and I went home to vacuum out the washing machine tub.
Moral of the story: Practice the lessons your elders gave.
I did confess to Dennis what had happened. Dennis rolled his eyes and chuckled.
As long as the vac was out, I tidied a few other spots in the house making the dryer vent the first on the list.
There is nothing like a bit of panic to get the adrenalin flowing. When all was done, I felt like a wet noodle. Stay tuned for the next episode of what the old lady on Stauffer Avenue is up to. And . . . my two children were concerned about me on my own. Right!
With that I will take my leave. ♥