Pet Please #130: Drying Laundry in a Machine

td580When I was a kid, we had a drying machine, but my parents hardly ever used it. I think it was an environmental thing, or maybe a way to reduce the electric bill.

Either way, if you wanted dry laundry, you hung it on a line. My parents still have the same line strung up behind our house, and there are several drying racks in the house.

I’ve now lived in the same condo for 11 years, and the washer-dryer combo in my unit will wash but not dry. So I usually hang up clothes on a drying rack in my bedroom; they take a few days to dry.

But sometimes–sometimes–I use the free, full-size washing machine down the hall. And when I do that, I get to use accompanying drying machine.

I’m not quite sure what it is, but it just makes me happy. I think part of it is my family’s history with drying machines (or lack thereof)–it feels like an indulgence to use a dryer. Part of it is the speed–I don’t need to wait 2 days to wear those clothes. And part of it is the warm embrace of the clothes as I pull them from the dryer.

Can you relate to this? Is there anything you had limited access to as a kid that now feels like a special indulgence?