As I was outside taking the laundry off my clothesline I kind of chuckled to myself how doing this simple act I find rewarding and blessed to have fresh linens. When I was growing up, oh how I dreaded coming out of my room in the morning to see my mom have all the laundry in piles lined up ready to march into the washer! Seriously, she'd do a week's laundry in one day, wash, hang dry, and then put away. So many piles, and I would ask every so often, 'can't we please just use the dryer??' The answer was always no, and I thought I'm going to love to be able to use a dryer when I'm older and never take all this 'extra' time of hanging it and then taking it down!
So funny as I am now older (and a little wiser maybe =) that I love when I can hang out my laundry to dry in the wind and sun! It does take a bit longer, and a little extra planning with my busy days coming and going, but at the end of the day when you have that fresh smelling basket of laundry, what an accomplishment to not only have a load done, but also smells great. I guess my mom wasn't just trying to torture my sisters and myself, she was on to something...
