Doing the Laundry … Or Not

I’ve got a confession to make – I do not wash my pants. I’ve got a closet full of dungarees (I love that word! It is so much more cool than “jeans”) and I rarely ever wash them.

Dungarees
Dungarees

That’s correct, I rarely ever wash my jeans.

Sure I have my “work jeans” for when I am going to be rolling around under the car or if I am doing yard work where I will get particularly dirty. My Carhartt bibs serve me well in that environment.

I also have a pair of Levi 501s that I call my “weekenders”. Those are the jeans I wear on Saturday and Sundays for hacking around the neighborhood with my family.

Last weekend I washed those jeans after 18 or 20 months of weekend wear. They had been soaked previously; that was when I first got them and wore them from wet until they dried on my body (that is not as uncomfortable a process as some imagine). However, last weekend was the first full cold water machine-wash that they have received.

As for my other jeans – the ones pictured hanging in my closet – most of them have ever been washed.

On Monday morning or Sunday evening I choose the pair of jeans I will wear for the coming week. I have nine pair (and another pair on their way) that I rotate through.

If I get a little spill on my jeans I will spot clean them. However, most of these jeans, other than the dark grey, the light grey, or the khaki twills, have never been inside a washing machine.

And the most amazing thing? You can’t tell that they have never been washed!! They do not look dirty and they certainly do not smell.

I did say that I have a new pair on the way. They are a pair of super heavy weight (16 ounce denim) dungarees from my friends at Gustin that I purchased before the Canadian dollar plunged in value next to the US dollar. I will post more about them once they arrive later this week.

Until then, keep on not washing your jeans!!

 

 

Climbing Mt Washmore

This morning we climbed Mount Washmore. Now we are serving time in Foldsome Prison. With a tip of the hat to my fellow blogger, Ms Kelsey who is putting out a plea for donated stuff and such for the NICU survival kits she puts together and distributes.

Mount Washmore
Mount Washmore

And just how is it that two little girls can generate so much laundry? I can hardly wait for them to get a bit older so this stops. (Begin diabolical laughter at this point.)