Ladies and gentlemen, housework scofflaws, mega-maids, Alice's of America, I have to tell you that my laundry is now clothesline fresh. Are you jealous? Are you imagining me hanging out laundry for five in my backyard? Apron around my waist, curlers in my hair (as if it needs more curl) and a pair of cropped Laura Petrie pants on my currently fat ass? (Christmas, waaaay too many treats.)
I'll share my secret to the crisply fresh air scented laundry now gracing my children's closets, beds and linen shelves. You ready? Forget to fold the laundry for two days.
Yes, that's the secret. You see, the dryer has a hose that goes outside. In the winter that cold air seeps into the dryer while you are drinking coffee, blogging, or otherwise ignoring housework. When you finally open the dryer door, like Geraldo opening whatshisname's treasure chest, you will be rewarded with crisp, airy (albeit horribly wrinkled) clothing.
Next housework lesson? How ants can do the floor cleaning for you. Stayed tuned!