Reply #29: Ah, but there's the rub -- no access to a clothesline

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we sometimes drape things like slipcovers or bedspreads over the stairrails. But we're sort of limited to things that fit on a conventional drying rack, since we live in a one-bedroom apartment.

My 82-yo mother still hangs everything outside. I've seen her struggling to fold things that have frozen solid before they had a chance to dry. Most of it comes from being a depression baby, but she was recycling since the early 70's, before they sent trucks around to collect it, so there's a little bit of environmentalist in her as well Although I yell at her to turn on the a/c when it gets over 90, since my dad has emphysema and has trouble breathing: "Ma, it's 90. Did you turn on the a/c yet?" "Did you call just to yell at me?" "Do you have the a/c on?" "There's a beautiful breeze here today." "Is Daddy breathing okay?" "No, but I don't think it's the weather" :banghead: :banghead: