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Oh for goodness sake!
It's nice out today, so I'm trying to get some washing dried outside. It's been rare lately that I've managed to be home on a warm sunny day recently, as they seem to only arrive when I'm at work or out all day with Mam, and I don't feel comfortable with leaving the house with washing drying on the line.
I'm one of the lucky ones on the estate with a patio outside my front door, and I have a rotary washing line at the end of the patio. I just got Rowan's bedding through the machine, while I was preparing another attempt at chocolate ice cream, and what do I see as I get ready to take them outside?
Someone else is using my line. To dry three large towels.
ARGH!
As I've mentioned before, this is a communal garden we share with the next block over. They have three lines of their own outside their block, I have my line and there are three lines around the back, outside our bedroom windows. There's also two lines upstairs outside the main door. I'm never certain just how territorial I can be about my line, or my patio, so generally I keep my mouth shut, but goddammit! Why today!!
I've had to use one of the lines outside my bedroom window - the only one that hasn't been damaged by the thugs that live here. This pisses me off as I now can't keep as close an eye on my washing, and it's taller than my usual line so I can't reach the top few strings! I hate being short...
This ice cream better come out properly today - my mood right now requires it, badly!
EDT: Three hours later, the line I was using has been in shade for two hours and two of Rowan's duvet covers aren't completely dry *scowls* I've had to get a clothes horse out onto the patio, while I still have an hour or so of sunlight out there. So not happy. I could have dried his and mine by now.
Thank god it's time to go freeze the ice cream mix.
I'm one of the lucky ones on the estate with a patio outside my front door, and I have a rotary washing line at the end of the patio. I just got Rowan's bedding through the machine, while I was preparing another attempt at chocolate ice cream, and what do I see as I get ready to take them outside?
Someone else is using my line. To dry three large towels.
ARGH!
As I've mentioned before, this is a communal garden we share with the next block over. They have three lines of their own outside their block, I have my line and there are three lines around the back, outside our bedroom windows. There's also two lines upstairs outside the main door. I'm never certain just how territorial I can be about my line, or my patio, so generally I keep my mouth shut, but goddammit! Why today!!
I've had to use one of the lines outside my bedroom window - the only one that hasn't been damaged by the thugs that live here. This pisses me off as I now can't keep as close an eye on my washing, and it's taller than my usual line so I can't reach the top few strings! I hate being short...
This ice cream better come out properly today - my mood right now requires it, badly!
EDT: Three hours later, the line I was using has been in shade for two hours and two of Rowan's duvet covers aren't completely dry *scowls* I've had to get a clothes horse out onto the patio, while I still have an hour or so of sunlight out there. So not happy. I could have dried his and mine by now.
Thank god it's time to go freeze the ice cream mix.