Week Three: Back In the City
Life is busy and I hadn’t managed to buy a new rack before it was time to do my weekly two loads. We didn’t have much laundry so I vowed to dry as much of it as possible in the apartment.
The weather was dry so I hoped that would help speed things up in my ventilation-challenged apartment. As I put wet clothes on hangers, I was feeling stressed. I have many work deadlines this month and though I wanted — and want — to get into what could be sort of zen about the experience, I was rushing so I could get back to work, annoyed by how long it was taking. I reminded myself that my annoyance was nothing compared to lowering the amount of energy I use.
I smoothed the hanging shirts with my hands so there would be less wrinkles once dry. Then I pushed the hangers to the side to make room, and tossed a pair of jeans – the last item — over the bar.
The bar came crashing down. I broke it. It fell on me. I was laughing and crying at the same time. I so badly wanted this to work but once again I failed. I resituated everything in other corners of the apartment, then got back to work.
Tomorrow will be Week Four and my conclusion/assessment of the project. Stay tuned. And feel free to post comments.
