Blue Monday, Or, Why Can’t We All Just Be Nudists?

I know it’s been a while, Gentle Readers, but I am still here! Now that school is back in session, I have a little more disposable time, or at least time when I can concentrate on a blog post and not what that strange noise was, or who’s that going outside, or why is it SO quiet.

Along time ago, I read somewhere that you should schedule your chores, and thus making your stay at home life easier. It does make a lot of sense, if you wake up and know it’s Tuesday, then it’s the day you are going to clean bathrooms, you know that they are then  done until next Tuesday, instead of waking up and wondering which of the myriad of things that need to be done should be given priority, and just when WAS the last time you cleaned the bathroom? While most of my routine has fallen away over the years, and I try to start it up in big bursts of good intentions, the 2 things that stick, no matter what, is that on Mondays, I will grocery shop and do laundry.

Now, grocery shopping, I actually don’t mind. After all, it’s shopping. And, I feel so virtuous when I shop the edges and not the interior of the store, leaving with a cart full of fruits, veggies and dairy. I also use it as my excuse to take a spin through my local GoodWill, but that is fodder for another post.

Laundry is the bane of my existence. It is only done for exactly 5 minutes, before there is more to be washed. There’s all that effort of folding and lugging it upstairs to the Ys’ bedrooms. And what about how you can fold one load, and 2 minutes later, the next load is ready to fold and I feel like a hamster on a treadmill. However, I can say that as much as a vintage girl as I am, I am thankful to have modern appliances. Because the term Blue Monday came about from the women who literally spent all day hunched over hand crank washing machines, to hang their laundry on a line, and then iron it. My lazy rear is “doing laundry” right now and I’m not even in my laundry room! Not to mention with DVR and Netflix, I can use the excuse to park in front of the TV and watch my guilty pleasure shows and all kinds of stuff no one else wants to watch.

One of the things that makes laundry less annoying is that I have a cute laundry space. I can’t really call it a room, because it’s actually the hallway from the garage into the house. This is sort of a departure from my Indiana house, where I had a room with cabinets to hide all the unsightly, but necessary things for the cleaning of clothes.


My Purdy Laundry Area

As you can see, this builder didn’t believe in laundry room cabinets. That annoyed me. I hated seeing the hodge podge of plastic bottles and containers. So, I saw all these super women on Pinterest making their own laundry detergent and thought, ‘Hey?! Why don’t I decant my detergents into fancy dispensers?!’ So, I began to hunt. These came from various places: Tuesday Morning, Marshall’s, HomeGoods, and SteinMart. None of them were over $10. The only one I’m not super wild about is the clear with the black spots. Maybe I’ll make it over someday, but it fits the bill and it was my LAST JUG. However, the thing that I didn’t count on, was the dripping.

You know how at parties, when people serve drinks out of these, they have a cup on the floor under the spout to catch the drips? Weeellll, that would have been smart, especially when that lemon dripped bleach on towels that I had left up there. What’s a girl to do?! Seek advice out on Pinterest, of course!

This is what I found! I was thrilled!

OK, so just the picture shows up on Pinterest, but it’s a cool little hanger with what looks like the bottom of a soda bottle to catch the drips. I totally clicked on it, figuring this super cool tutorial would pull up. BAZINGA! It was a catalogue site, wanting to sell them to me for $6 a whack. S.T. . . F. U! So, I made my own.


Water bottles, some paper, a box knife (or, super sharp scissors), and something to mark on the bottles with.

So, first drain some bottles and don’t forget to save them. That last part is kind of key. I had to buy more water because I kept forgetting not to recycle them. Also, I bought these because I liked the shape and they were long enough for me to get the plastic cap underneath for detergent dispensing.


Then, You are going to want to cut 3 sides of the bottle off, making sure to leave a little bit at the bottom to act as the catcher. Now, mark on your paper about how tall your tallest spigot is. Draw the oval shape on the paper, and use a Sharpie to mark the oval on the remaining part of the plastic bottle.


Oooo! Tracing!

Now, use either the box cutter or your super sharp scissors to cut out the oval. I found that using the cutter to mark an X through the oval and then using the scissors to cut the pieces out.



Excellent! Now you have a drip catcher thingy of your very own! Rinse and repeat as needed for your dispensers. Here’s what it looks like in action:



And here’s what they look like today!


As you can see, they are doing a great job. All except the one jug I don’t like, of course that one works like a champ and never drips. You can also see my newest washboard, which has a mirror in it that reads, “Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, I wish my laundry piles were small.” I have a soft spot for silly signage. Also, you mat have noticed that my appliances don’t match. The red washing machine had a matching red dryer, but it was gas. When we moved to Texas, our hook ups were electric. When we were hunting appliances, it was clear that we weren’t going to get even close to the same red, which would have annoyed me to look at as much as I would have to, so I told The Hubs, to just get me a dryer in a coordinating color. He chose the dark grey and I couldn’t be happier with it. The only thing that is weird about it is, instead of having a tone or chime to let you know that the cycle is finished, it literally plays an aria. Odd, but it kind of makes me feel like Snow White, so I’ll take it. If you are wondering what the other wall looks like, I’ll climb on the dryer and get you a shot.


Literally, I am smashed up against the sorting baskets to get this shot. It’s more of a hallway than a laundry room, but because we are used to having that kind of space, I had done my best to set it up as such. This little rack (from Target) holds backpacks and my swim bag with the pool card, goggles and diving toys. I find that the Ys do better when they can have a place to dump their bags as they walk in the door, and being right off the kitchen, it’s nice for me to throw lunches in bags and check for notes.

So there you have it, Gentle Readers, my laundry. And now, as if on cue, my dryer is singing. . .