Apparently, Size Really Does Matter
I’ll never forget the first time NukeMom caught me loading the washing machine “my way”. My thoughts on the subject were; if it fits in there, it oughta come out clean. I mean, if I can cram it in there, then why not? Right? Wrong. Obviously now I know better.
In the old days laundry to me was like doing the yard; sometimes you have to pick the kids up by their pits and have them stomp on top to get it all in. It doesn’t matter if it’s Bermuda Tiff, or 300 thread count sheets. Even if the top layer never got “totally wet” during the wash cycle, I knew that we had spin, rinse and spin coming up! When the water kicked back on, there would be no way the top layer could stay dry. After further review, and a lesson in laundry etiquette from NukeMom, I’ve come to the realization that size really does matter.
Smaller is better. There, I said it. Just because I can fit 37 pounds of laundry in the machine doesn’t mean I should. Sure, I could knock out a week’s worth of laundry in 3 loads, but I know now that it is wrong. Wrong on so many levels. I have come full circle, and each morning I can be found in the laundry room gently and lovingly “placing” a load of laundry in the machine. I don’t throw, cram, pack or smash anymore. I can already see the benefits. Today when I put towels away, I could only fit 4 towels where I could normally fit 6. Fluffiness! Who knew? I knew that using 4 times the recommended amount of Downy would pay off.