Cottonwood, AZ - Math Problems

Here’s a math problem for you:

Nancy and Gary can do one washer load per day when they are busy out of the RV. They also create 1/2 washer load per day. They then added sheets and towels for 1 1/2 washer loads and Nancy washed her sweaters for 1 1/2 loads. They got to Cottonwood on a Sunday with 5 loads of laundry in their cupboard (they’ve been traveling pretty fast and have been waiting until they got to Cottonwood). On what day will they be finished with the laundry?

Yeah, yeah, you’re probably saying that they should stop wearing clothes and they will solve the whole laundry problem.

Didn’t you just hate those word problems in school? My favorite were those with two trains approaching each other on the tracks at different speeds. If train A is going 50 mph and train B is going 65 mph. and they are 6 miles apart, how long will you have to wait for a humongous crash?

Actually, the math problem is valid and we are doing laundry in Cottonwood. But, then it’s a lousy / perfect day depending upon who you listen to. Thundershowers, steady rain, clouds and chilly temperatures. This much rain for so long is not common out here in the desert regions and the people who live here are ecstatic. And, since they are, I am also. I know how parched this land is and am happy to see the rain come. On the other hand, I hope that all those hikers who are prone to hike in slot canyons were not hiking today.

Hey, rain’s ok - we’ve got laundry to do. We also have lot so bookwork and are taking this wet opportunity to do that also. We went to the community room near the pool and found several others dutifully pecking away on their computers. Almost like a library until the two kids came in to play pool. That added a bit of chatter and excitement.

We left about 3:00, donned our hiking boots back at the RV and took off onto the trails around the park. We expected rain at any minute so also were wearing raincoats. Sure enough, as we were heading back, it began to spit, then sprinkle, then rain then pour. Shucks. Our raincoats kept us half dry but our legs and socks were soaked. Our neighbors must have questioning our sanity.