Always More

Yesterday I saw the bottom of my laundry hamper.

You do your own laundry. (You do, don’t you?) You understand why this is noteworthy.

It happens from time to time. You plumb the depths of the hamper; reach the summit of Mount Horrid (the name one Twitter follower bestowed upon her laundry pile). The lights and darks, regulars and delicates reach an equilibrium at which all loads are full loads and all laundry is done.

Or is it?

There’s always something more to wash, isn’t there? There’s always more to be done.

Today I grabbed the three afghans that usually nest on the living room furniture and tossed them in for a warm water wash.

Laundry is a journey. Mine continues.


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