I admit it. I don't think I'll ever become fond of housekeeping and such chores. With me, it's more of a battle. I do however enjoy a tidy and clean house. Up at the farm, it's very old fashion. I have rugs on the wooden floors that my mom has weaved. They look really nice. When they are clean. I took some of the rugs from the farm house with me, earlier this fall, because they needed to be washed.
I planned to just hand them over to a cleaner and would gladly have paid for that service. Seems nobody uses the cleaner around here. All 3 cleaners in my region has been closed. WTF? Do people just throw stuff when it's dirty and buy new? I found out that there are still some in a city an hour's drive away and I had hoped to get them cleaned as soon as the car was fixed.
Until Runar left the big rug out in the rain.
Bad thing is that wet rugs get mouldy faster than you can spell m.o.u.l.d. Good thing is that it got me pissed off enough to wrestle the damn thing into the tub to clean it myself, by hand.
It is too big for my normal average washing machine. It weighed so much I could barely lift it when it was wet. Runar had to come help me.
I just got it up on the line.The damn thing is about 4 meters long and 80 cm wide. I bet it weighs
40-50 kg, at least, when it's dripping wet. I hung it over a broomstick across the
tub over night to reduce some of the weight. I had to hang it up on the line length wise, or the line would have broke.
It took me forever and a half. I got one end up easy enough, but before I got to the other end, the first end had fallen down again. Marianne did her best to help, just that she thought the rug was supposed to be on the floor... At least I was entertainment for the kids in the daycare center across the street. The kids were cheering when I finally got it up and the poorly masked snickerings from the grownups - I HEARD YOU, LADIES!
Marianne got thirsty from all the hard work.
Now, I'll just sit here with tired arms shaking, waiting for the dentist appointment in a couple of hours. Why, oh, WHY did I let her persuade me to go see her twice a year?!? Oh...right, she had such a pretty face and such a glowing smile. I. am. such. a. sucker!