For the sake of literary impact lets start with the things I am tortured with on Pintercrack and in other forms of visual media. This really started when I saw a pin about an amazing blog full of ideas for your home. I started poking around and agreed, it is a great blog with lots of great ideas. I follow it, and continue to explore. Then I click on a section about "befores and afters" because I loooooove me some before and after posts! But I am puzzled when I see a beautiful image of a washer and drier and a sink ...
Puzzled because the sink and counters and cabinets look like a kitchen, yet there is a washer and drier in there. So I look back at the title, thinking perhaps I read something wrong and this lady lives in Europe where I know you will often find the washer in the kitchen ... no, she just has a gorgeous laundry room.
And that is when I become a bad person full of hate and envy.
But really, can you blame me? I mean, these are the images I come across when I look for organization ideas for a laundry area ...
Ah yes ... note the windows letting in light so you don't feel trapped and enslaved ...
Tile floors, curtains, crown molding, how lovely.
So white and crisp! Heavenly, am I right?
Ooooooo and here we have an island in a laundry room ... look forward to an upcoming IK4T post about kitchen islands ...
And here we have a huge amount of storage, square footage, with a nice dash of I-hate-you.
Now this image is nifty. Have one of those closety type laundry spaces? You still have more than I do.
And this? Well, this is what I have. Ladies and Gents, I give you the Domestic Rocket Surgeon's operating room as it pertains to clothing:
I know (at least here) that this is not hugely abnormal. But please, understand, our garage is a multipurpose room. It holds my car, our beer fridge, lots of storage, and is my husband's "workshop" too. My laundry is often covered in sawdust. I have to clean my laundry area often. But it is never clean.
Where do you hang your clean clothes that cannot get dried in a drier? Pintercrack says you could hang them here ...
... or here ...
or even here, with a bit of upcycling ...
But me? Oh, my husband rigged me a clothes line that hangs right between my car and my storage section of the garage. Here, bask in its beauty.
Mmhmm. The angle of the photo suggests that my clothesline might be suspended from my handing tube lights that flicker all the murther fawking time, but that is not the case. There is a hook the size of my head gouged into the popcorn ceiling on either end.
Hide all that unsightly stuff with a curtain! Poof, gone!
Have individual baskets for each member of your family so that they come and get their basket full of clean, folded goodies and put them away themselves (sorry, I nearly wet myself laughing at the idea of my boys actually putting their clothes away, like all the way away). I categorically refuse to acknowledge the farmhouse style sink in that picture, the one I desperately wanted in my kitchen.
These laundry baskets roll. And look at the pretty cupboards and counters. Want to see mine? Okay, here ya go ...
Why I keep all those vases I do not know.
Why yes, that is James Dean playing pool, my Tide bottle, and a really expensive-heavy-as-a-baby-flashlight.
Well lets look at the pre- and post- laundry stuff. What about soaking and cleaning, all the pre-treating you are supposed to do. We have seen some enviable sinks but here is another one:
Vintage! Oh, the character.
Try to contain your envy.
My "utility sink" or "laundry room sink" is my kitchen sink. My folding area? Um, the top of my giant dog kennel just inside my garage door.
Ironing is something I do about, oh maybe, three times a year. It depends, quite frankly, on the number of weddings and funerals we attend. So a designated ironing space would be probably wasted on me, but since I am in such a goooooood mood, lets look at one comparison.
Oh handy that! Put an ironing board on a little glidey slidey thingy and you can store it soooo easy. Me?
In fact, for as hideous as those picture may be, I spent a good ten minutes making it not look so atrocious that I could post it on the internet without being utterly humiliated. I can live with mild humiliation, complete humiliation is different. Yes, yes, those images you just giggled at or stared at with blank horror are the better, less embarrassing versions of my reality.
So on the list of things I want in my dream home one of the top ten items is surely a laundry room that is in the actual house! And on the list of things I would kill for ... any of the laundry spaces pictured that aren't mine.