Brief Progress
I'm in the middle of doing laundry. As I was folding my whites, I realized that maybe I should throw out a few pairs of underwear. Now, this is a classic accusation that men do not throw out their gitch. For me, growing up, when my mom did my laundry, I never knew which ones got thrown out, I just knew that I had clean underwear where I once had dirty ones. Now, that decision process falls on me. My line of thinking has always been that if something still does the job, it's still good. Now, these shorts had started to rip a long time ago, and if it wasn't for my tendency to push off doing laundry until all possible clothing options had been exercised, they would have been retired. Today, I looked at them coming out of the drier, and I said, "You no longer meet my expectations," and I retired them, two pairs in fact. What does this mean? That I'll have to buy a new set, that I'll have to do laundry more often? It means that I've learned to do something that I couldn't before, it means progress.

   [ posted by William @ 11:22 AM ]