Clothesline

When we moved into our house, there were posts for a clothesline set up in the yard conveniently close to the back door. The lines themselves, I think, were long gone, and I replaced them with some scrap cat5e from work. Once the lines were up, they were strung (inconveniently) right over the little sidewalk to the garage. The threat of literally being clotheslined on the way to the garage, the fact that the posts were rusting out and in bad need of paint, and the other fact that I hated using the stiff towels that resulted from my mother hanging them to dry on the line when I was growing up, led us to take down the clothesline altogether.

Since then, I have learned (or remembered) a few things:
1. Less use of the dryer means less electrical costs.
2. If you dry the clothes for a few minutes first, they (supposedly) won't feel so crusty.
3. The sun is apparently a good bleaching agent, which might help me get rid of some of the stains that have accumulated in most of our white and light clothing. (It just is too much effort to treat and/or scrub every stain on every shirt twice a week.)

So, today I scrounged up some scrap fiber optic cable (it has tensile strength of over 100 lbs as opposed to the 20 or 30 that makes cat5e stretch), tied it between the stair railing and our Little Tykes slide, borrowed our neighbor's clothes pins (I do think I own some, I just don't know where they are), and put out some whites. Unfortunately, the sun isn't out in all its bright glory, so I don't think I'll get its full stain-removing effect this time around. Oh well.