Now, I do laundry once a month very grudgingly. It's two or maybe three loads with my comforter. I'll put off doing the laundry until I down to my last pair of clean
panties, socks, or pants. I hate this job that much. This is why I used to use a laundry service at my old place. I haven't found on here or I'd use it gladly. I imagine there is one because there are several laundromats here. I have not stopped to ask.
The price is a trade off in saving me the aggravation and what I consider a waste of my valuable time. In reality, this is a cop out and I know it. I know it should be done like changing your underwear every day.
In this world of permanent pressed everything, I love ironing. Still I find some things to iron the day after laundry day. I use a knit fitted sheet on my twin sized bed, but the flat sheet is cotton. My pillow cases are cotton also so they get a pass under the iron. My permanent press shirts are old so the collars, cuffs, and button bands need a light press, not that I have many. It's not a lot, but enough to keep me happy.
Well, enough procrastinating, time to do the laundry.
Nothing is impossible.