Before anyone gets their back up… I’m talking about me.

I just spent an hour of precious nap time (it’s when I can get up and do stuff unfettered) hanging rope in the backyard and putting diapers up to line dry. I’m line drying my fucking cloth diapers. What happened to my life?!!

Before anyone asks why: the sun is a natural bleach. Diapers, even well washed diapers, eventually start to look like they are catching what they are catching. 🙂 The cloth diaper freaks all swear by line drying to keep diapers unstained so I am giving it a shot.

The real kicker? I raided the toybag for the rope and clothespins. At least I didn’t have to cut up my zippers.

(I need a dirty hippy icon. Or a 50’s housewife. In fetish gear. Hmmmmm….)