Creating things brings me happiness, washing, not so much. This has been my challenge, getting to love the things that needs to be done
in order for me to have the time to do the things I want to do, some of them, like washing, hanging the washing, feels like it kills your brain cells just by
the endless repetition, and folding socks.
But... I do love the smell of clean washing, it reminds me of sitting in front of my grandmothers washing machine, watching it tumble
around and around, the fresh linen smell filling the air, happy as!!
