Some days are just mundane. I go along thinking there will be nothing exciting, nothing interesting to blog about. I get up and eat my breakfast, take a shower and put my pants on one leg at a time, just like back in the good ‘ol USA. Life just seems too dull…..And then I try to do something so average and yet so completely impossible that I have to laugh. Shanghai has done it to me again.
Today I ran out of the purex laundry sheets that I had packed myself. I had packed them because I just wasn’t sure how long it would take to get situated and we are living on just the clothes we packed in our suitcases (our crates of stuff won’t be here for at least another two weeks). So anyway, today I went to the grocery store and looked for laundry detergent. This is when I found out how important literacy is, because soap really does just look like soap. It could be dish soap, hand soap, dishwasher soap, laundry soap. I had no idea. I felt like the deaf mute. I couldn’t ask anyone, and I couldn’t read the label. Half an hour of my life spent wandering the aisles. Then, from across the aisle I saw it, glowing in all it’s familiar loveliness! I was never in my life so excited to see Tide! Who knew that little red and orange container could bring such joy?
Here it comes in small plastic bags of powder about the size of a bag of pretzels. I usually buy the liquid and my washer at home has a fill line. The washer here has three compartments marked I, II, and *. Really?? I asked at the apartment office and luckily they did have directions in English so I did figure out that compartment II is the correct place for detergent. The second hurdle surmounted. Then I looked at the back of the detergent bag for directions about how much to use. Please refer to the picture above. And understand my state of mental exhaustion at this point. I couldn’t understand a thing. I showed my daughter and we just started to laugh. We decided the directions are as follows: 1) Start with sparkling clean laundry 2)Fold in nicely in a pile 3) After folding your white shirts miraculously change to colorful dresses and striped polos 4) Put your white shirts in the washer 5) Check to make sure you have detergent 6) Wash your hands. Somehow at the end of this your laundry will be done!!
In all fairness there are written instructions and I have included them so that you can read along with me 🙂
So in the end I just poured in a small pile of detergent and hoped for the best. So far my laundry looks ok, and the washer hasn’t exploded in bubbles like that time on the brady bunch. So I guess I can call it a success. Hubby’s underwear isn’t pink and the colors don’t have bleach spots. Now I just have to remember the words on the package so I get the same thing next time. And, yes – smarty pants- I can hear you say it all the way from here: “can’t you read “Tide”??” Well yes I can, but can you tell me what the rest says? Please?