I grew up using a towel twice before tossing it into the hamper. But The Husband (trained carefully by his seriously anal mother) is quite certain that he will curl up and die if a pre-used towel touches his sensitive skin. He passed this misconception on our three children. And so for YEARS AND YEARS I had to process a load of bath towels, each with an accompanying wash cloth (face flannel, wash rag, whatever you call it) EVERY OTHER DAY. Even after the children were old enough to take on laundry chores, it was still an onerous task.
But then two kids at our house moved away from home for college and learned a survival skill almost immediately – namely that it will not kill you to use a bath towel more than once without washing it. How did they learn this lesson? They had to do all their own laundry, all the time.
So that’s led to an interesting phenomenon when they’re home. Because, magically, the moment they pass through the front door, their delicate forms revert to requiring a clean towel every day. Strange…
But with The Husband on the road, Oldest 17 hours away, and The Boy moving back to college this weekend, my towel burden will be seriously eased. It’s one of the few things I can celebrate about having such an empty household.
Another odd bathroom linen issue Oldest Sister identified as a result of living away from home: Apparently most of the people she’s lived with in apartments and dorms DO NOT USE A WASHCLOTH when they shower.
So she posted a question on Facebook early this week, asking whether her FB friends use one of those small, square pieces of toweling while in the shower. The overwhelming majority of replies were “NO.”
I’m thrilled to be down to one load of towels per week starting next week when our household is reduced to two. But this washcloth thing? I am seriously concerned about the hygiene of the general public.