Laundry Day

I've been so preoccupied with storing up every morsel of food for winter that I can get my hands on that my family had begun to suffer (run-on sentence, maybe?). This morning, I put Sadie's last pair of clean underwear on her. Sam put on his last clean shirt (and he has LOTS of great hand-me-down shirts) and Jamey had to wear a dark blue undershirt to work because he had no white ones. Not tooooo bad. At least they had clothes to wear. Laundry was what got pushed back and out of my cluttered up mind these past (two, maybe three...) weeks.

I actually really enjoy hanging up wash, but four loads is a bit much for one day. And, there are two loads of sheets waiting to be done tomorrow. I'm not sure why I enjoy it so much, but I do. Maybe because it reminds me of my mom. Or because on a hot, breezy day like today it dries faster out than it would in a dryer. We do have a dryer, but it's only used in emergencies.

I thought, in light of it being laundry day, I'd get a break from the kitchen. But, alas, dinner needed making and what I had on hand led to tabouli and...

...potato salad (the latter fairly labor intensive/made with white and blue potatoes). We ate the tabouli with flat bread and had fresh peaches and leftover peach pie as well.

Back in the kitchen for more canning tomorrow. Somehow it didn't feel much like a break.

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