Almost two months ago I was washing a load of laundry when I smelt burnt rubber. I went running to the source of the smell (our bathroom/laundry room) and opened the door to a room full of smoke. It made our whole apartment stink! I opened all the windows and Lala and I hung out in our winter coats and snuggled in blankets for an hour. Losing something like a washer in an area that isn't exactly polluted with laundromats, is quite traumatic. Of course I had a great time going to my sisters house to use her washer but its just not the same. There are things that needed washing that got put on hold because of the inconvenience of it. The floor mats for example.
So here I am on this beautiful monday morn*-wait.. its afternoon already? er.... beautiful Monday afternoon, my shower curtain is soaking in the washer while my jeans are in the dryer. Lala is snoozing, the washer and dryer are humming from behind the bathroom door, I'm sitting down to have some lunch and update my resume. (side bar: I found a salon to work in)
Today is a good day to stop and appreciate what I have. What little things did you notice today?
my lonely shower curtain hooks. I think they are pretty, and I love the shadow behind.