Give me a dryer or give me death!

UNDERPANTS EXPOSED...This is officially the suckiest thing about my living experience.

I know you probably will not understand this, since no one here understands my frustration with hanging my clothes to dry but this is the most stressful thing for me here. I have the most anxiety over having to hang all of my EVERYTHING outside my window on a line.

I have been in Barcelona since the end of August and was really thankful that I had a dryer in my residence hall when I was there. I knew it couldn't last because most people don't have dryers in their homes. Of course my lovely apartment doesn't have a dryer. Since I knew that before I moved here, I washed and dried all of my clothes in my residence hall one last time before I moved out.

I was down to my last pair of underwear today and finally forced myself to wash for my first load of laundry here.

Here is the end result. I am sitting in my room surrounded by hanging jeans, underwear, socks, bras, tank tops...and I've only washed a third of my clothes.

I MISS washers and DRYERS. They come together now, stackable did someone in Spain fail to notice that???? It makes me sad but hopefully tomorrow my clothes will dry and ugh, hopefully it will stop raining here so my clothes can actually dry and not smell like rain water :(

I have this phobia that my underwear will fall off the line and land on one of these stray dogs heads and I'll be walking down the street from work and see my underwear walking by around fidos neck...ugh