I’ve been pretty grumbly about the weather lately. It has been oddly warm and dry, much to my annoyance. At first I was cranky about not being able to wear tons of hand knits, but then I realized that I had the perfect opportunity to wash all of my things. When I spent my summers in California, I used to wash all of my hand knits and pack them away for fall. When I came back to Washington for school, I’d unpack everything clean and ready to wear. Because of Seattle’s chilly summers, I’ve been wearing my sweaters off and on, washing them as needed. That usually means I’ll have a sweater or two hanging out in the laundry hamper at any given time.
The dry weather made me realize that I had the perfect opportunity to wash everything all at once. I’ve washed everything waiting in the laundry, and I’m moving on to the stuff that would normally have one or two wearings left before I washed them. I love that feeling of putting on a freshly washed sweater. I only have room to dry one sweater at a time so I’ve been washing one every day. It’s not quite as exciting as digging my sweaters out of storage when fall hits, but maybe this will become my new fall ritual.