To wish, but not to wash.

You can call me lazy but one thing I have always hated is doing the laundry. My aunt sometimes says that she pities the man I am going to get married to. I have always hated having to wash clothes, I find it easy to get them dirty though! Haha..

I think my hatred for washing clothes sprang from when I was still a little girl in a boarding house, because prior to my admission, I wasn't the one who does the laundry. Mom did and she never taught me how to do my own laundry because the admission came rather unexpectly.

As expected, I found it extremely difficult to do my laundry on the first week but I got help from some seniors, after washing my clothes for some weeks as a kind gesture to a newcomer, they taught me as per my request because I started feeling uncomfortable about them washing my clothes. Ever since, I have some my laundry myself up to now although on some occasions (which are more common now), I take them to the dry cleaner. When I was still in the boarding house, Sunday was the only free day so I wash my clothes during this day, the sad thing is that almost all the students then go their laundry on Sundays, making it difficult to obtain water and buckets to wash, this increased my hate for washing even more!

I wash once in two weeks (with exception of undies) because of undies so whenever I make up my mind to wash (after a tough battle with my dislike for washing) I will definitely have a heap of clothes waiting for me. Sometimes I don't wash all of them, I just divide them in two, wash half the then leave the rest for the following week. This continued until I graduated from the boarding school.

As a university student, I don't really wash much, besides with my washing routine I don't even have the time to wash clothes, even on Sundays! I take them to the dry cleaner to get the work done. Even if I don't have a penny on me, I would still take them to the dry cleaner to get the work done and pay him later when I have the money. I have even become his favourite customer.

Today is my second Sunday at home ever since the strike, and I am supposed to wash today! I was supposed to wash in the morning but there had been shortage of water supply and even now, I had to purchase water from vendors to wash but the water isn't suited for washing because it's hard water😭😭. You wash only a three pairs of clothes and boom, a whole bar of soap and two sachets of detergent gone! Like magic! Not to talk of the unpleasant scum you see when washing with hard water....after this experience, I felt a whole new wave of hatred for washing sweep through me.

Of course I surrendered and had to put back the clothes as if I am to continue with it, I am going to waste a whole lots of soap and detergent plus energy I should have chanelled into doing other things, and the clothes may not even be clean despite my efforts. So I am putting them back till further notice. I might wash them next week if things are right, or I might just decieve myself into believing that "not all of them are even dirty, besides I wore this pair only once".

I am just going to eat and sleep now to get my energy back. If only I would just wake up and meet all of them done by some genie! I would be very happy while pressing them with a pressing iron while savoring and paying close attention to the patterns I make on the clothes whole I iron them.

Happy Sunday Guys! Hope you're all doing well.

Thanks for reading!

Yours Layly,

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