In the spirit of our family motto, “Don’t look at what you
are missing. Look at what you are
seeing.” I want to reflect on the few weeks we were without a dryer and what a
blessing that was to me.
It was the week we were gearing up to learn how the pioneers
washed and dried their clothes.
I had already bought the clothes line that we
would hang our clothes on as they dried.
I had already picked out two tall
trees that were the perfect distance apart so that we could get a big load of
clothes on it.
I had also just bought two new packages of clothes pins.
And then it happened…
I was right in the
middle of drying a load of clothes when the dryer died.
Nothing could be done to fix it. At least it had good timing.
That was the day that started a really neat blessing.
Our days actually slowed down. Instead of being able to do 4
to 5 loads of laundry a day, I could only do one. We could not rush around gathering
the clothes and folding them as fast as we could between school lessons. We
were taking our time, putting the wet clothes in the basket , walking to the
line, and hanging the clothes. We laughed and talked as we carefully
placed the clothes on the line.
The boys commented on the fresh smell of the
clothes. I told them that it was because I put peppermint essential oil in my
clothes detergent to give me a peppy attitude as I clean. They just
laughed. And we continued being silly
and hanging our clothes. Hanging the
clothes on the line became a relaxing and fun job.
After the clothes were hung, we stayed outside and played.
We did not sit and listen for the dryer to buzz as usual, but instead we enjoyed
our peaceful reading of “Little House in the Big Woods”.
At night when the clothes finished drying, the boys and I
would go out and gather the clothes off the line. We enjoyed smelling how fresh
they smelled after being in a nice breeze all day. We enjoyed listening to the
owls and watching the sun go down while we put the clothes in the basket.
I loved the peacefulness of it all. I enjoyed reflecting on
our day as I smelled the clothes. I was really able to take everything in.
Another great thing that happened was that I got back into
ironing, since we did not have the convenience of throwing the clothes in the
dryer to get the wrinkles out. I realized I love the slowness of ironing. It
was nice to be able to do something slowly and really think about what I was
doing. I could focus on the fact that I was able to do this and it was helping
to take care of my family. I also had the opportunity to teach the boys how to iron
their clothes.
Was I glad when the dryer arrived? Sort of. But I loved that
it felt like I had more time and that I could be more intentional with my day.