I enjoy hanging laundry out on the line to dry. In the summer, when it's bright, and there's a bit of a breeze, it breaks me up to put sheets in the dryer.
Last week, I tapped my inner Ma Ingalls and stung a line between two trees. (Since we're still settling into our home here, Nate hasn't had a chance to put up some clothes lines.)
Yesterday, when the boys sheets were washed, I trotted outside with my crisp white sheets to dry in the fresh summer air.
They we outside for the better part of the day and, after Nate came home, he volunteered to take them inside.
Upon returning inside he announced that the bird had gotten the better of my sheets and they would need to be rewashed.
If Ma Ingalls were here she would say, "Clotheslines under trees only double the work!" I guess I need to live a bit longer in Wisconsin before touting my pioneer spirit. Either that, or read some more Little House.
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JEN RAICHEDevoted Catholic. Trained in Marketing. Working out salvation through homeschooling and housework. Married to Nate--a tall, dark and handsome man. Mom to Kolbe (6), Jozef (4), Marcel (2), and Jerzy (1).
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2 comments:
I, too, have moments when I think I am finally keeping up with Ma Ingalls...and that's about when I notice that my homemade bread didn't rise! Thanks for the reminder that reality is so much more unpredictable than we expect! :-)
Agreed!! Just when we think we're in control... =)
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