The Finer Things

A sigh of peace washed over me. I was not expecting this feeling - all I was expecting was some clean laundry. But as I stood before all those garments hanging on the line, I couldn't help but be overwhelmed. Today, I did not have to hand wash my clothes. Today, I got all of my clothes machine-washed. The shear volume of what was clean overwhelmed me. It normally takes me about an hour to wash maybe three shirts, a few under-garments, and a pair of pants. But today, that machine was able to wash seven shirts, a towel, and maybe 10 pieces of underwear. That, my friends, is something to rejoice over.

And then on my walk home from the Bartels' home (where the laundry machine was) I ran into Gwyn and her friend Lisa. It was a timely visit, as she just got done baking chocolate-chip cookies.

Needless to say, I walked away from this afternoon with an incredible amount of clothes, clean and dry, and one of the most delicious morsels of food I have tasted in quite some time.

It was a good Saturday.