Comfort comes in the form of laundry! To me, laundry is not a chore. It’s a comfort. I don’t know if it’s the rush of cleansing water? The fragrance of purity and clean? Or the warmth of cotton in my arms as I carry it upstairs.
Regardless, I look forward to doing laundry, and I’m in the zone this Sunday. Don’t even try to bug me — I’m folding. It’s like a protective force-field 🙂
Ciao for now….Diane