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11/6/2015

 
After class, Lynn and I stepped onto the driveway that separated her yoga studio from her house.

"Look at you," I said, "walking through the dirt in your socks. And they're white."

She grinned. "Yeah. My mom would yell at me, if she were here."

"That's the best part of becoming a responsible adult––getting to do all those things."

She nodded. "I eat ice cream out of the box, too."

"I drink from the carton."

"Milk," we said in unison.

She headed toward her house and glanced back over her shoulder. "Peanut butter out of the jar."

It was lunchtime when I arrived home. I gobbled forkfuls of leftover chicken salad
right out of a Pyrex dish, while standing in front of the refrigerator with its door wide open. Delicious.


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Lorraine link
11/7/2015 12:31:49 am

I still relish not cleaning the house on Sunday or putting the groceries away immediately.

Dawn Downey link
11/7/2015 08:51:17 am

Lorraine, Oh yeah, I forgot about the grocery-putting-away thing. Just leave them in the bags on the counter, very satisfying.

Umm, do you usually clean the house on Sundays? I can't really remember the last time I cleaned it. So I get no satisfaction from not cleaning it because I never clean it. I probably should do that sometime.

Lorraine link
11/7/2015 09:35:41 am

As kids Sunday was always cleaning day. Breaking the urge to do so took a long time. Satisfaction come in the microsecond of knowing it won't bug me (which took a long time to reach that threshold.)

Lynn E. Soulier link
11/7/2015 05:33:35 am

And let's not forget about running through the house with scissors

Dawn Downey link
11/7/2015 08:52:44 am

Lynn, that's a good one. Running with scissors, a classic! You're so bad.

Dawn Downey link
11/7/2015 09:51:55 am

Lorraine, Pretty neat to see how the habits we were taught as kids stick with us. If I'd grown up with Sunday as cleaning day, I would really be hating Sundays now. Fortunately, Sunday is just one more excuse to NOT clean. And tomorrow is , guess what, Sunday! My day of rest from not doing anything.


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