It's no wonder that so many people have taken up hang drying laundry again. Personally, I have a romanticized vision of it. The way the clothes billow in the breeze along with the smell of fresh air and sunshine infused into my clothes, not to mention the general feeling of doing things naturally, sends me into my happy place.
I've been an avid line dryer (at least 70 percent of the time) since I started living on my own. It just made sense to me. Why pay for something that Earth does for free? Sure, there's a convenience factor, but honestly, I truly enjoy it. I enjoy it the same way I enjoy making a meal from scratch, or scrubbing my floors on my hands and knees (and yes I actually enjoy that-sometimes).
There's a deep connection to my home that I gain by taking care of it by hand. Sometimes I use my dryer, just like sometimes I use my steamer mop, but when I have the moments where I'm able to slow down, and do these chores with my hands, a whole new level of pride evolves.
I live in a neighborhood with an HOA (homeowners association) and three neighbors whose homes look directly into my yard. Not once have I ever been reported.
Because our homes are so close together, I also know that I am the only one of my neighbors who spends any amount of time outside. Clearly I don't belong in this neighborhood, but that's another story.
Because I make it a priority to line dry my clothes, I have unintentionally made it a priority to go outside multiple times per day. If it were not for the laundry, I wouldn't take these mini sunshines breaks.
When I do, it feels amazing. I linger outside longer, notice the abundant micro-world beneath my feet or above my head, and return to work feeling calmer. What I feel is nothing new. We've known for a long time that nature quiets our stress and inspires wonder.
A while ago, I wrote a blog about the line drying test I was conducting. I decided that I would hang dry my laundry for an entire summer to see what the electricity bill effects were.
I was as shocked as I think you will be.
For the billing periods between July and August, (which in Georgia is generally a stifling 80-90 degrees), my power bill was $100 cheaper than the previous year, same billing period.
I was stunned. I could tell our bills were significantly lower, but I wasn't expecting it to be that dramatic.
It might sound like a silly revolution, because, yes, we have much bigger problems in the world, but it's ridiculous with the state of the planet, that this is actually against the law in some places.
How much money would you save? How much more time would you enjoy outside?
Check out Drying for Freedom, a documentary on this exact subject.