"It is not the ctitic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat."

~Theodore Roosevelt


Thursday, April 7, 2011

Laundry Day

~What a lot we lost when we stopped writing letters. You can't reread a phone call.
~Liz Carpenter

What I really need to do is write in my journal. And while that is on my list of things to do, catching up all the way is a lot harder than catching up my blog. Not sure why I felt the need to write that...

So, it's laundry day. Yuck. No, laundry isn't that bad. And I got all my machines today when I needed them. It's a matter of getting everything dry. I admit, they were big loads. I wait until I really need to do laundry before I do. When I brought everything back to my room and spent an hour hanging and folding everything I found random wet parts. A damp sleeve, a damp section of pants, the towels were just generally damp... I even put on my sweats and they're all dry except the pockets-so I turned them inside-out and looked weird for a while!

I attempted to dry everything by hanging it around my room... I usually have a shirt or skirt that I drip-dry and they're more wet than these things... but after two and a half hours and absolutely no improvement, I got sick of my small room covered in wet stuff. So I spent the fifty cents and put in another load.

I am just glad I'm on the bottom floor and the laundry room is just around the corner. Cuz it would suck to have to go up and down all those stairs over and over again with clothes...

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