That would be us today... what with doin' three loads o' laundry before noon. One consisted of a week's worth o' dirty clothes and two consisted of sheets and pillow cases which were ostensibly clean when I put 'em into long-term storage in El Casa Móvil de Pennington. But that was eight years ago and
rust dust never sleeps, so into the washing machine they went.
So... that's done and the results have been folded and put away. I use the term "folded" VERY loosely when it comes to fitted sheets, which were more or less wadded up in a semi-methodical manner. That's yet another skill I've failed to master in my lifetime: folding fitted sheets. Not that it matters.
So, apropos o' linens... I noticed a couple o' things today, both o' which are related to Former Happy Days. First: all my linens are queen-sized; my new bed is full-size. There's an inherent mismatch there that results in a less than tidy bed-making experience, but one that is well-concealed by blankets and the bedspread. The fact I have overly large sheets hasn't affected my sleep in any way, shape or form... and I'm too damned cheap to go buy new linens.
Second: SOME stains never come out in the wash, even if those stains happen to be well over 14 years old. Yet SOME stains bring back happy memories... oh, yes, they most certainly DO. I got a couple o' wry grins on my face while folding those fitted sheets this morning...