Saturday, July 31, 2010


...have always been my favorite days of the week. Still are. But I've enjoyed my recent weekdays off, writing for hours on end instead of minutes early in the morning. Doing laundry at leisure, ignoring dust just as I do on every other day.

I blogged on Word Wranglers today. Hope you stop and visit.

Duane and I were laughing today because of things I do that I haven't for years. I change our sheets every singlie week instead of every couple. I iron pillowcases and handkerchiefs (yes, he uses one every day, a real cotton one.) There wasn't time when I was younger and fuller of energy and much, much thinner and Saturday was the best day.

Sometimes, I don't mind older and heavier. And I love laundry and the smell of clothes as the iron slips over them. Sometimes any day's a Saturday.

I hope you have many of them.

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