Thank you for having me, Christine! We've been blog friends forever. And we live geographically close enough to visit someday… gotta make that happen!
But there's this thing called time. No one seems to have enough of it. I noticed several writers agreed with that statement in this month's IWSG.
I, the Lazy Housewife (ie – Queen of Efficiency), identify and eradicate time wasters. Things like driving, dusting, and showering. Sure driving gets you there, dusting makes your house appear clean, and showering makes you not smell bad. But those futile, mindless chores must be done over and over again, wasting the precious minutes I wish I could be doing other things, like writing! So, here are my wishful thinking future household gadgets:
- Cars that drive themselves – we're already almost there. But I wonder, would you trust a highway full of computer driven cars? And if we let cars drive for us, why don't we just all use mass transit? It just seems silly, doesn't it? (teleportation, baby!)
- A robot maid/self-cleaning house – especially for the bathroom. I have three, well, four, boys. Eww!
- Speed-shower – be blasted with a cleanser, rinse, and be done! Like a car wash or decontamination stall.
- Remember Andromeda Strain? I liked the biodegradable, disposable clothes – no laundry! Can I have an incinerator installed, please? Poof goes the garbage!
And developers are working on new innovations all the time. In my research, I found this article at the Business Insider: In the future, says Winkless, a range of energy-grubbing technologies will increasingly appear in the home: “Energy harvesting pots could mean that boiling your pasta charges your mobile phone. The vibrations of your washing machine could power wireless sensors – or your TV remote could be powered just by you pressing the buttons." (Source)
What household gadgets would you like to see in the future?
This Lazy Housewife glimpse of the future brought to you by Pop Travel.
A tale of deception and teleportation.
When a distraught client enters J.L. Cooper's small town detective agency ranting about a pop travel teleportation cover up, Cooper takes the case. He blames pop travel indirectly for his wife's death and would love to expose a glitch in it.
But the glitch turns out to be disintegrating travelers. And now, his client is dead, his secretary is missing, and a hitman is stalking him. Plus there's all the webcams watching his every move. So, Cooper has to find a way to expose the deadly flaw, while using pop travel to escape the maniacs covering it up, not to mention save a couple of tag-alongs he's not sure he can trust. No problem.