It's only 6:30 am and I have been awake since- I don't know when, but up for an hour. After tossing and turning for quite some time and thinking about the laundry in the dryer, washer and basket beside the washer, the lovely seven loaves of home made bread on the dining room table and a dish washer full of clean dishes... I gave up on sleep and got up.
I padded quietly down the stairs, managed to ignore my computer in the dining room and immediately tackled the laundry after putting water on for tea. After all, what is a slice of homemade bread slathered, errr, I mean slightly covered with butter without a good hot cuppa tea to wash it down with.
I puttered around the kitchen bagging to loaves of bread to take to church for their intended recipients and did a few more chores. Finally my tea was ready and piping hot, my bread neatly sliced and sitting on a pretty china plate beside my monitor and just as I slid into my chair - the washer and drying began to chime that they needed me.
I LOVE my new washer and dryer, but I have threatened them almost on a daily basis with instant death for their insistence that I come immediately to unload and reload or at least turn them off. If I don't answer their call immediately - they continue to chime and whine and needle at me. I knew I would not be able to enjoy my tea and bread with this constant nagging so I answered their call immediately.
Thankfully they were easy loads to deal with - several soft and fluffy blankets that I left as a very colourful tower on my laundry table.
And now - tummy full, vitamins down, three machines purring contentedly away - I am ready... for a nap! See you later with pictures of the birthday tea party celebrated for the newest 6 year old.
IGNORE
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