Tonight I was changing over the laundry. When it’s something big like towels or sheets it’s easy for me to do, but for loads of clothes when the socks all seem to cling to the bottom of the washer for dear life, it’s a little harder. I am, as they say, “petite,” which is a really cute word for “really stinkin’ short” or “child-sized”. I clock in at 5’0″. At this point I also have a basketball strapped to the front of my body. Leaning over the washing machine to reach those stubborn socks – and there always seem to be so many of them, though there’s never many pairs actually available for wearing – has become nearly impossible. I can’t reach, at all.
Enter Roger:
My lovely friend Angie saw him in a thrift shop recently and rescued him, knowing I would use him. I kept him near the door for a while so that I can actually check the peep hole in a reasonable amount of time should someone unexpectedly knock (when I stand on my tip toes it’s still several inches above the top of my head), but recently he’s been living in front of my washer. Standing on Roger, I can actually reach those socks in the bottom of my washer. Standing on Roger, it is possible for me to change over the laundry without help from Tall Husband.
So tonight, I was standing on Roger, changing over the laundry, when I lost my balance.
I fell into the washing machine.
Okay, I didn’t really fall into the washing machine, but I almost did. I barely caught myself with my forearms…and then I leaned my head on the edge of the washer and laughed. I mean… I really just {almost} fell into the washing machine.
The best part is that TH watched the whole thing happen. Including the three minutes of me quietly laughing at myself. He stayed silent the entire time (I didn’t even realize he was there), unsure as to whether I was laughing or crying. Because my usual response to something like that is totally to cry. But it was just a soft giggle, and he held onto my waist as I fished those last few socks out.
Did you fall into the washing machine today?
I didn’t think so.
Been there, did that …x 3. It’s not easy being li’l.