Professor Sharon

or is it climate change?  I blame my lack of underwear today on whatever you want to call it.

It’s a sound piece of advice in my family to own three weeks of underwear – with this in mind (or drawer) — no matter the state of the rest of your clothes (given you hang a few items to blow in the breeze off of a hanger), you can always feel ready for your day with a little soap, water, washcloth and a pair of clean undies.

Well, I follow that advice and still I found myself having to resort to an emergency old pair hiding in the way back of the drawer: where were my 21 pairs?  In the attic still drying three days after having been hung up.  Why?  Because it’s been raining in western Massachusetts for the last three weeks.

Due to climate change, and to do my part, I have sworn off the use of my dryer.  Up until now, this has worked.  Sunny days a few days of the week and the laundry goes out in the backyard on the line between garage and tree.  Create 4 weeks of rain, 1 of them living out of a suitcase in california, hang that laundry indoors while the air creates mold on the cedar shingles outdoors and clothes – including underwear – is taking 3 – 4 days to dry properly.

Tomorrow I wear a damp pair.   I hope that the globe appreciates it.