Tuesday, November 5, 2013
Washers and Dryers
Laundry again; it may not be exciting but it does feature prominently in my life in Uganda. The lady who usually helps with our wash has been gone the last two days and so our wash is piling up. Just before lunch Christina and I decided to tackle it ourselves. Haul the water from the cistern, fill the basins, add the soap and we're in business. The sun warms our backs and we feel rather smug that we're doing this ourselves. As the last piece for today gets pinned on the line there's a knock on the door. Two girls from the secondary school, who have finished their exams, want to know if I have any jobs. Glancing down at my splattered skirt I chuckle to myself. Wouldn't you know it. "Not today," I smile "but try again tomorrow." The afternoons wears on and as the girls and I carry on with school we hear a pitter-patter on the roof which quickly escalates to a serious drumming. "The clothes!" we wail. Oh well tomorrow's another day. Thankfully living in Uganda has taught us that there are much more important things in life than front-load washers and spin dryers; today though I wouldn't have minded one.