Than never. That is what I decided at about 0900 this morning when I realized that there was one, sadly empty laundry basket in our bedroom. Since we have another basket, and it was missing – well there was the blinding flash of memory.
Remember the old daily chore list?
Monday is wash day
Tuesday is for ironing – etc.
Actually – when I looked them up, the rhyme/song/what have you diverges after that. One version moves on to baking, churning, brewing, & mending while a second goes to mending, churning, cleaning, baking. Since this poem/list seems to have originated out of Christianity prior to the Victorian era – it ends with church/rest day/etc for Sunday.
Anyway- the over flowing laundry basket went downstairs to sit in splendor next to the washing machine on Monday. And there it has remained, in all its grungy glory till today. With intermittent snits of cold rain, outside drying isn’t a consideration so I don’t have that excuse for waiting. The truth is closer to “out of sight, out of mind.”
Otherwise, today is more or less chocked full of plans. We are meeting long standing friends of George’s – or maybe longstanding business friends? Hard to tell the difference – for lunch. Then the Cal Women’s Basketball team takes on Auburn tonight.
Since one plan starts at 1230 and the game is at 1800 I don’t expect that we will make it home between. Since I am down to two stitching projects, I will likely take knitting along rather than stitching.
