ok so i did laundry last night. the washer is very small. loading through the front, it looks to be about the same size, but it's not very deep. so it wasn't a huge load, but i got underwear, jeans, shorts and a hoodie in there. emily did a load before i did, and to her dismay, there was a huge puddle of water left after the door unlocked. she had to hang her sweatshirt in the shower with a pan sitting underneath to catch all the water. i found a knob (one of many on the front of the machine) that had a spiral on it. i figured that meant spin...so i turned it from no spin to the lowest number (400...), i'm guessing that was emily's problem. so i get my clothes out, and the italian thing to do here is hang it on laundry lines outside the window. it's like a pulley system, so you hang, pull the rope, and hang, then pull the rope, then hang, ya know what i mean? ok so i'm doing my thing. hanging my laundry outside like i'm so cool, so local...when it was hard to pull on the rope. why, you ask? well a pair of shorts that i hung got caught on an electrical wire that is perpendicular to the laundry line. not ok. it was getting dark and hard to see, and i'm trying to get my shorts back when bam. they're off the line and onto the big wire, and it's pretty far away from my window. i sulked for a long time. how am i gonna get my shorts back!! so i go into the fridge and get out a can of black olives that i bought. i was saving them for another time, but i was in a bad mood...due to the shorts situation. turns out, those olives were not pitted. so i have to eat around the pits and it's SO annoying. (like seeds in clementines. they really just prevent the enjoyment of the moment). more grouchiness. so i'm looking around my room, trying to find something long i can use to poke at my shorts and there's this pole hanging across the heads of our two beds that a cushion hangs from (it is a nice little backrest when i'm sitting in bed). so i take the cushion off and test the pole. not long enough...i'm talking just inches too short. haha so i wait until it's light out. after lunch, jenna stands behind me holding my feet as i'm hanging out the window, like...waaay out the window. jenna starts laughing, i start freaking out because she's laughing while holding my feet so that i dont topple head-first out of the window. it seriously could have been out of an "i love lucy" episode. the shorts would just have to be ricky's...and i'd have some 'splainin to do! it was ridiculous. but regardless...i got the shorts! finally! then i immediately laid down on my bed to watch the lost finale with jenna while drinking sangria. success, i'd say. 
can you see them? the green shorts off the line. sheesh!
side note: thanks to my mom's fervent attention to my pictures of the day, we are now aware that our "detergent" is actually fabric softener.
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