(Mr. Dress-Up, Anyone?)
The other day when I was doing laundry, I noticed that the clothes were taking a long time to dry in the dryer.
A VERY long time.
Turns out one of the wires from a long forgotten bra (not having used the dryer to dry intimate apparel for more years than I can remember because the last time that I put a bra in the dryer, the wires worked their way out) managed to find it's way to the element department, and crossing 2 or 3 lines of the element coil, shorted it out.
This means that instead of taking an hour and a half (tops) to dry a load of laundry, we're looking at one, maybe 2 days on what amounts to "air dry".
It also means that I'm becoming a weather watching freak.
"Micah! What's the forecast for today? Is it still supposed to be sunny and 11C?"
That was me calling down the stairs this morning, where he was on the computer.
So, depending on which weather website you look at, I've got Sun and 11C or Cloudy with Sunny periods and 11C.
Not too warm, and potentially not too sunny.
As the clouds, (hopefully) dissipate this morning, revealing a bright, blue autumn Prairie sky with a blazing, (although low in the horizon and only until 4:00 when it goes behind the fence) sun... I'll be hanging out the laundry and watching for rain drops on the cement.
Just one more reason to move to Vancouver Island and become a hairy, free-swinging (bra-wise) Hippy.
Shine Sun! Shine On.
4C + Wind SE 21km/h + wet laundry = COLD Fingers.