February 3, 2011
Would you find it strange for me to say, that I enjoy the whirring of the dishwasher, the swooshing of the washing machine, and the humming of the dryer, all going along symutaniously?
I suppose you might, but it's true. Perhaps it's because it was five years of marriage and three kids before we had any of those things. I still appreciate them.
Plus there's just something quite comforting and uplifting about those sounds.
Or seeing the vacuum lines in the carpet.
Or the lingering smell of cleaner waffing from the bathroom.
Or opening the kitchen cupboard to find it full of clean dishes.
And perhaps one of the reasons I enjoy them so much, is because, they rarely ever happen altogether, or stay for very long.
And sometimes, I'm simply okay with that.