Laundry Day

There are some things in life people take for granted, this we all now. For example, people point out the environment and how we ignore its transcending beauty or the many blessing in our lives we often overlook. All these things are true, but one of the things in live I've learned to appreciate in my life has been taught through the simplicities of my home life. One of them is the value of water.

If you've ever been to my house, or seen many pictures, you know I live on a pretty high hill, next to a field where you can see fields and trees stretch over the county. Despite the great views in the mornings and evenings, it comes with a price.

Water is a scarcity at times. When my brother and I are away at college, the water issue is no problem what so ever because with Ma and Pa here, the only one using up excessive amounts of water is the dog who insists on rolling in decaying materials and fecal droppings. (We live a glamorous life, I swear!) But when my brother and I come home at the same time, it's hard to run the house with two wells and a reservoir tank.

The two wells we have, one reaching 200 ft. and another reaching 300 ft., you'd think we'd be swimming in droplets of country water. Yet these wells don't pump the amounts even near to what the neighbors 1,000 ft. from the house can pump. It's been a challenge over the years and has taught me made odds and ends about water and wells. My father and I have done many projects together with the family as well, doing things like "pulling the well", digging ditches to correct plumbing lines, cleaning the tank, and my personal favorite to tell people "pumping the wells". (Manual pumping from the lever in teh basement, I thought everyone knew that one! Yeah, right...)

Water issues have left us heading off to the Laundromat throwing loads and loads of our dirty laundry in for a spin for a few quarters and have left my mother yelling at me numerous times to shorten my time in the shower, a time I love to death, a time where dream of turning into a giant prune and let the soap overtake me in a giant mass.

So today was laundry day for me. I found myself heading down to the neighbors/cousin's house for two loads of laundry (which will be followed by two more tomorrow morning). I love doing laundry. It gives me options on what to wear the next day. Sometimes I am ticked to be confused on the matter because it never happens! That perfect shirt that goes with the jeans that would match the shoes is always in the hamper buried by the socks and the shorts from three weeks ago. Laundry strikes are so harsh.

So tonight was glorious. The smells, the fragrances, the cleanliness! Did I mention one of my favorite isles at Shop N' Save is 11, the cleaning isle? So I'm here folding the t-shirts and tucking the socks together while spending some time with David Letterman and Jay Leno at 11:30. It's too bad the time has passed when mom doesn't fold all my laundry like told times. She still does at times, but when I'm at school spending hours at the Potter's House, I wish I had mom's talent for folding the t-shirts properly and getting the sheets to line up. I think it comes with time, so I'll give it a whirl and get that folding under control. Enjoy the day!