(When required to wash clothes, Robt finds that St Ronnie requires that he uses three laundry baskets: One for grody (used to be) whites, one for grody blue and black stuff, and one for the clean stuff - after it comes out of the dryer.
The white stuff keeps getting washed until it is more white than when it started. The it goes in the dryer.
The dirty blue and black stuff keeps getting washed until the water is no longer grey. Then it goes in the dryer.
Once dry, the clothes is dumped in the clean clothes laundery basket.
(What is this strange thing called “folding” of which you speak? Is it some curious female “sorting” and “gathering” ritual? Is it related to this “ironing board” that I remember seeing sometimes?)
(By the way, it is much easier when all of your socks are white. Or black.)
Folding is a ritual Hubby insists on......unless it’s his socks. Then he knows not to push his luck.
Um...
Golly. Hot water sets stains of all kinds.
Cold water doesn’t.
If your clothes are not coming out of the washer CLEAN, it’s because your detergent is too weak. It has nothing to do with the water temp.
Wimmins “way back then” boiled water when they washed linens because it was the only way they could make the lye work on the white things. If the clothes got so dirty they couldn’t rinse clean, they were used as rags.
Some guys like the folds in their clothes to be in straight lines. Some don’t care.
For the ones who do, “folding” comes into play.
I never buy any sock brand I don’t already have.
My daughter buys socks according to everyone’s age and size.
Hers are pink. Her hubby’s have gray toes. Her son’s socks have gray toes and heels. Her step-son’s socks have short tops. Her step-daughter’s socks are all pink and/or purple.
So.