Laundry. We all dread it and no one likes to fold it. It piles up dirty and it piles up clean. Such a 1st world problem. How easy to forget the blessing of wash machines and dryers. No beating on rocks for us! The days of washboards and ringers are in the past. Clotheslines? Huh? So while it's easy to complain about "doing" the laundry, I know I'm blessed to have the modern conveniences to do it.
Then tonight, as I'm folding those clothes I piles up in the floor over the weekend, it occurred to me that I'm blessed to have all these clothes that I'm whining and complaining about having to take care of. Why am I fusing about something I have plenty of when there are people in the world that would be more than happy to have clean, warm clothes. I guess laundry isn't so terrible after all.
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