Shhhhh! Don't tell anyone I did some laundry last night! I snuck into the kitchen, carefully made note of all the dial settings on the washer so that I could set them as they were. I removed the one towel waiting in the washer and figured out where the detergent went. Then, I looked around to see if anyone was watching. When I believed the coast was clear, I pulled the knob and the washer started chugging away - music to my ears.
We are supposed to let Luba (cleaning lady) wash our clothes because the landlord thinks that the people who were here before us broke the washer. When we arrived, the landlord and interpreter were showing us around the cottage and we ended up in the kitchen where the landlord went on a 10 minute diatribe in Russian. After all that, our interpreter looked at us cooly and said, "It would be better for everyone if Luba did the laundry." Hmmmm. Is that all she said?
I couldn't help myself! I am a laundry nut and I like to do things myself. When a friend of mine and I visited some relatives in Germany for a few days, my great-aunt begged us to do our laundry. No way, I repeated over and over . . . I will wait and sit in the crowded, steamy, stinky laundromat in Berlin thank you very much. And, now I really don't want Luba to do it. I want to do it.
I got a little carried away with clothes packing minimalism. I brought exactly 2 pairs of pants (1 pair of yoga pants and 1 pair of jeans). I brought more tops/sweaters (maybe 10 in all) thinking that I can just wear the same pants, but mix up the tops. But, I really only want to wear the same pants twice - so I want to clean them every 4 days or so. I don't want to ask Luba to do the laundry every 4 days or so! ARGHHH!
The cycle finished in about 1/2 hour or so. I took the clothes out, carefully replaced the towel crumpled in the drum exactly as it had been before, left the door slightly ajar, and reset the dials. I hope that I did everything right!
I guess I am going to have to take a chance . . . keep tempting fate that I will get caught washing our clothes one of these days in the surreal world of Kokshetau, Kaz.
1 year ago