I’m grateful to be home where I can wash and dry my clothes in my very own washer and dry them in my very own dryer, where I know very well what cycle to employ, what temperature to call upon, how long to dry which clothes, and exactly how my clothes will turn out – clean, fluffy and back in shape.
I’m NOT so grateful to have to constantly guess with crossed fingers with guest machines, especially those in Europe that always seem to spit out clothes much smaller than what I threw in, or those of the bulk variety found in cities such as NY which seem to take for sport the molesting of certain fabrics. Ah yes, even as I pack to go home, I relish sorting the whites from the darks in eager anticipation for the sheets of Bounce that await the well worn clothes at home (provided I remembered to stock up last time I was home!), and for the easy purr of socks getting their shape back, white and fluffy.
Home. Definitely grateful.