Folding Table For Laundry Room - Dining Table With Wine Storage

Folding Table For Laundry Room

folding table for laundry room
    folding table
  • A folding table is a table with legs that fold up against the table top. This is intended to make storage more convenient and to make the table more portable.
  • (Folding tables) A trestle table is an item of furniture comprising two or three trestle supports linked by a longitudinal cross-member over which a board or tabletop is placed.
    laundry room
  • A laundry room (also called a utility room) is a room where clothes are washed. In a modern home, a laundry room would be equipped with an automatic washing machine and clothes dryer,and often a large basin, called a laundry tub, for hand-washing delicate articles of clothing such as sweaters,
  • Though once used as a brig, the laundry room usually fulfills its expected purpose. Military Prison is where the level military operates some type of military prison system.
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Household Essentials 2011 Over-The-Door Ironing Board Cover, Blue Silicone
Household Essentials 2011 Over-The-Door Ironing Board Cover, Blue Silicone
This ironing board pad and cover from Whitney Designs a replacement cover for the whitney over-the-door ironing board #144211. The cover features a silicone coated ironing surface in a blue color. The cover and synthetic fiber pad are one piece construction providing for a matte-free, resilient ironing surface. The one piece construction along with a bungee cord binding making installation a breeze. A side pocket allows a convenient place to store spray bottles. The cover is designed to fit the whitney 42-inch by 14-inch over-the-door ironing board. Item #2011.

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She sat quietly waiting, her feet dangling off the running washing machine and her thoughts drifted to him. He seemed to be on her mind a lot lately. She wasn’t sure why but she knew it had to stop. Her eyes glanced up at the movement from outside the wall sized glass window that looked out on the deserted street, lit by street lights in the fading twilight of the evening. In walked Justin carrying pizza. The door made a jingle as it opened and closed due to the bell attached at the top. “Where’s Teddy?” she asked as she hopped down off the washer. “He’s getting soda.” He replied quietly. He put down the box on the small table next to the plastic row of chairs against the wall and sat down. He sighed and put his elbows on his knees and his face in hands. He rubbed his face a min and then ran his fingers through his hair as he lowered his head and scratched the back of his neck slightly. “What’s wrong?” She asked after observing all this. He lifted his head and looked at her and smiled weakly. “I’m just tired. It’s been a long week.” “Yea, I know. But we got the job done.” She said joyfully and looked at him with anticipation of a response but got none. He sat back in the chair and rested his head against the wall. The silence between them was getting stronger lately and she could feel tension in his demeanor. “Do you know where we’re going next?” She asked still ineffectually trying to engage him in conversation. “I’m not sure.” She walked over and sat next to him. They waited in silence. She looked around the room empty of people and full of washers and dryers. The noise from the dryer was almost comforting to her. She had been in laundrymats at least once a week all summer. Not usually the same one, but it just seemed like a common place to relax and wind down at the end of the week. Her head was turned away from the door when Teddy walked in. She whipped around and jumped out of her seat. She always seemed to have more energy in a tired state than Justin and she thought that maybe that annoyed him slightly. “YES!!! We can eat now!” She said as she took the bag out of Teddy’s hands and started empting the contents on to the table next to the pizza box. Paper cups and a liter of root beer, their preferred drink. “You didn’t have to wait for me.” Teddy said as he opened the pizza box and took out a piece of the side with pepperoni. He grabbed a napkin and had a mouth full before his butt hit the chair next to hers. Justin still sat motionless with his eyes closed and head back. “I just thought it would be nice.” She said. She poured root beer into one of the cups and handed it to Teddy. He took the cup and thanked her. She put her hand on Justin’s shoulder and asked him if he wanted any pizza. Before he could respond she was already pulling out a slice. “Yea” He put out his hand and took it from her and started eating. She poured him a drink and sat it next to him. He had all his attention on his food and didn’t even notice. Teddy stopped chewing and watched all this happen. He watched as she finally pulled out a slice for herself and sat down to eat. She looked up at him and smiled questioningly. He smiled back and looked at his pizza as if examining it for the perfect spot to bite next. They ate in silence until the buzzer went off on the dryer. It temperately startled Teddy obvious only by the jolt in his six foot frame and his head turn in that direction. “Clothes are dry!” She said out loud. “Good, then we can finally go back to camp.” Justin blurted out in a malcontent voice. Teddy looked up at her and with his eyes asked her what Justin’s problem was. She shrugged, smiled and stood up , walked over to the dryer and started folding the clothes from inside. She loved pulling fresh dried clothes out of the dryer. They were so warm and fresh smelling. She always volunteered to do laundry for that reason and the guys never complained about it. The drive home was very quiet in the small Toyota Tacoma. Justin drove and Teddy was next to the door. She was always in the middle and up until this past week she would have her hand held by Justin. Up until this week the rides in and out of camp were festive and fun, and very loud. She could tell there was something wrong with Justin but she couldn’t get him to ever talk about it.
a tale of a sad heart
a tale of a sad heart
This morning I had to take Cody to PetSmart to be groomed and I took Phoebe to the vet for her annual heartworm test and to get her nails trimmed so I could give her a bath without being ripped to shreds. She turns into a honey badger type beagle when added to water, you see. I noticed that when I put the tailgate down on my Blazer, she didn't jump up on her own. She waited for me to lift her. I didn't think too much of this. Then, we arrived at PetSmart and I opened the back door for them to both exit. She jumped out with a slight hesitation. Cody had to be coerced and then I gave him a bit of a hand. This stood out quite a bit. Then, once I had Cody settled inside and me and the girl went back to my car to head to the vet, she wouldn't even jump into the back seat on her own. I picked her up and put her on the seat. She looked at me and said thanks. I pet her on her head and then got in, started the car, and cried a wee bit. My dogs are doing what dogs do. They're getting older before I'm really ready to deal with what that means. They're showing their age and making me sad. Yes, I know I should be happy that I have them and that they love me and trust me. Which, I am. I am very grateful and honored that these two little animals trust me so completely. I don't take that very lightly. Which means I don't take my love for them very lightly either. Or their happiness or their health or anything about their lives. I drove to the vet and I noticed that Phoebe was sitting very quietly in the back seat, watching out the window and being a calm little girl. I reflected back to when she was a puppy and her behavior was very much like the tasmanian devil's. (the cartoon version, not the real one. i don't know how actual tasmanian devils behave.) I'd have to put the girl in her cage area just to load the washing machine. Or fold laundry. Or load the dishwasher. Or just read a book for five minutes. She was crazy and she was wild and she had no fear, outside of the noisy trash truck. One time this girl went from a standing on the ground position to standing on the dining room table without any bit of effort. She had no fear. She'd jump and run and play and was fast and loved to be chased and loved to give chase and bark at squirrels and all of it. Now she won't always jump into or out of the back seat of my car. I know they get old. They just do it so much faster than we do. So much faster than I'm ready to deal with. I know they're not on death's door and I know I don't need to be prepared for it to happen anytime soon. But I do need to get a handle on my feelings over it. Not be too sad before it even happens. It's just that they're my little, loyal constant companions. Always there. Even when people aren't, they are. I love these little guys. Even if they can't jump...

folding table for laundry room
folding table for laundry room
Lightweight Standing Height Plastic Folding Table 30" x 72" Gray Granite Top Edge/Black Legs
Correll blowmolded plastic folding tables are lightweight without sacrificing strength. Seamless highimpact plastic construction makes them as easy to clean as they are to move, while the reinforced frames provide exceptional rigidity.Heavyduty 14gauge, 11/8'' diameter steel legs and undertable support tubes mean these tables will stand up to the toughest environments wth ease. Standing height (36'') makes table perfect for work such as collation, sorting, organizing, crafts, and moreShips fully assembled.