SATURDAY WASH DAY
It's another Saturday in the midst of the Pandemic and I am trying to find things to do. Since I don't have a yard it is extra difficult coming up with something to occupy myself. Glad I have Blogger. Thinking about Saturday, I started remembering activities of previous Saturdays. Back when I was still living with my parents we didn't have a washer or dryer. When there were enough items to be washed, Mama and I would drive across town to a lady who took in washing. We could pick up our laundry the next day and it was always nice and clean but it had a little outdoor odor to it. Of course none of our things were made of anything other than cotton, so we had no worries when we discovered that she boiled the sheets and towels in a big black cast iron pot in her back yard. We washed our personal items by hand at home and the wooly things we took to the cleaners. Moving on to my college years, I would wash my clothes out and hang them from my dorm window. It was diffic...