The other problem with winter laundering is the volume. More clothes are required in the colder months, and with only a smallish machine, more loads are also necessary. It takes longer to wash, dry and iron, and it takes longer to dress and undress.
What a tragic life. What a wretched man I am to be afflicted with these tribulations.
I'm thankful for clothes. I may have to wash them, but at least I have them. I can dress warmly and wear different ones every day. I'm thankful for the washing machine which does the work for me and I'm thankful for the sun, however weak it may be, and for the air, however cold it may be.
The washing machine is beeping its triumph. Time to hang out my clothes with gratitude.