I don’t know that I have a whole lot of fancy nancy clothing that require special care for laundering, just the typical dress or two. I do have nice work clothes and my regular clothes which may or may not get tumbled dry (about as special laundering as I get) and some play clothes.
The girls have their regular/play clothes and a few fancy dresses. The play clothes get more chocolate milk, yogurt, or toothpaste stains on them that real mud or dirt. Although, occasionally, they will test my laundry skills with some really deep mud stains – thinking of when they created a “slide” down a big pile of wet sand at the beach last year.
And then we have Curtis and his work clothes.
To say that he can come home dirty is an understatement. Think Pigpen from the Peanuts gang – sweet boy, but always there with a cloud of dust around him. Curtis can come here after working and I swear that I don’t think there’s one inch of him that isn’t covered in dirt. That’s all fine and dandy – nothing a good shower won’t cure.
Except for those clothes. And our one washing machine.
I’ve already told Curtis that I’d be happy to wash his “regular” clothes once we’re married. No problem there at all. But those work clothes…those muddy, poison ivy contacted, work clothes…that’s still his domain.
He seems amenable to that arrangement, especially if I am willing to put stuff into the dryer for him.
Deal. Compromise made. Marriage (pre-marriage?) crisis averted.
Only two minor issues –
1) his work clothes are soooooo dirty that even with a pre-soak, heavy duty cycle and 2nd rinse cycle, there is still dirt left over in the washer (which I found out the hard way when washing a load of light-colored clothes after his work clothes)
and 2) he has a tendency to leave things in his pockets – coins, ear plugs, and the occasional mule treat which disintegrates from the pre-soak, heavt duty, double rinse process leaving tiny pieces everywhere.
We’re still sorting out how to merge country with city – I just didn’t think it would be in the laundry room.