Maybe the Good Ol' Days Weren't So Good

I've been without a dryer for a couple of weeks now, and although I plan to get a new one eventually, in the meantime, I need a way to dry my clothes.

So, with much excitement, I decide to build a clothesline in my back yard and dry my clothes out in the fresh air. It was kind of an homage to my grandmother, plus I could just imagine the fresh air smell that would envelop my laundry. I was so pleased that I even took a picture of my towels hanging on the line.

They dried in a snap and as I took them off the line I noticed they kept the exact same shape as they had when hanging. They were a bit stiff, but I figured after they sat in my linen closet for a day or two, they would relax.

Well, I used one this morning & I thought I was going to have to call in sick to work (or just drive straight the ER) as it felt as if my skin was being ripped off the flesh. Holy hell in the morning!!

So much for my "natural living" experiment. Damn ...