Super Z in Istanbul

MERHABA!

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

I will never again listen to you bitch about doing laundry

Living in Cheney I used to complain about having to do the laundry at a laundromat 2 blocks down the road, because loading the car, driving there, putting the clothes in the washer and waiting was just too much. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I had no premonition about what my future would hold.

I don't have a washing machine. Here in Turkey (and Eastern Europe for that matter) there are not laundromats or washing machines in the apartment complex.
There is also no affordable laundry service. The laundry service option is 5 ytl (that's $3.33) PER ITEM-yes, PER tee-shirt, PER panty, PER trouser, PER towel-you get the idea.

So what option is left? You guessed it, hand-washing. I used to bitch with hand-washing anything from bras to lacy panties....

Last night for the first time I hand washed 1.5 "loads" of laundry. It took hours? (I'm not sure, didn't time myself). Including towels. It was my turn to do the laundry, Super-A has done it up til now. (See why I love him so?)

Have you ever HAND WASHED a BATH towel??? And not because you were traveling-but because it was the ONLY option to have a clean towel? Well its a BITCH! Its impossible to get all of the soap out. And no, we don't have a bath tub, just a shower.

For those of you who know me, you know I'm a bit of a klutz on a good day. I was lifting the plastic washbin full of dirty water to the sink to empty it (because the shower drain is slow) and dropped it, soaking the entire bathroom in dirty laundry water.

So I'm finishing the washing thinking to myself,
"I'm from Chicago. I shouldn't be doing this. What have I gotten myself into
here? Its oh-so-true we don't choose who we love in this life. Why did I buy a
refrigerator and not a washing machine? Why am I here again? Oh yeah, I found
the love of my life, and he's Turkish, and I can't get him out of Turkey for at
least a year. I'm a city girl from the most luxurious country in the world, why
did I leave? Oh yeah, I crave adventure and excitement and have always yearned
to see how other people live. Now I want the English teaching job and I will
save my money and buy a washing machine. How am I supposed to work, write my
dissertation and do laundry by hand? I don't need more clothes, I'll make do
with what I have. Good thing A doesn't have many clothes. I can't think about
love right now, this sucks. I will LAUGH in anyone's face who has access to a
washing machine when they bitch about doing laundry. Why am I doing this? If I
knew that there were no laundromats would I have said YES to A? This can't be
good for carpal tunnel. A said his sisters had to do laundry for a family of 6
once a week. No wonder people want to get the fuck out of here. I wasn't born in
a village. I'm from Chicago. My mom has a washing machine. I understand a bit
more now why women in developing countries have a low sex drive. Sex means
babies and more fucking laundry. My back hurts."


I will never again listen to you bitch about doing laundry.... You chicks & dudes just don't know how good you have it.

2 Comments:

  • At 3:59 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Wow. I think I'd wash the lingerie by hand, and save my lira to send certain things out, like my jeans - after I've worn them about 20 times!

     
  • At 1:00 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Hey, think of the "washer woman" arms you'll develop.
    (stop hitting me!!!)

     

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