Sandy and I, still fighting colds, decided to hang around the house one more day. Between resting, reading and eating some tagliatelle I did little beyond redesigning the next few days of site seeing.
Sandy, on the other hand, added laundry to that list of things to do. She is working with what must be the world’s smallest washing machine. In fact, it took a long time for her to figure out how to even put dirty clothes in the washer. No dryer, she hangs the clothes (inside) to dry.
A very compact washing machine
How do we get the clothes into the washer
Of course, the super double secret trap door in the washer drum
Sandy's dryer
At some point in the laundry process, Sandy dumped about 2 inches of water on my bathroom floor. I don’t know how she did it, but she HAS been sick. She tells me “quit whining, now you have a nice clean bathroom floor and you're welcome”.
I've never seen a cleaner bathroom floor
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