Monday = Laundry Day!


It’s Monday. The day I do laundry and wash my hair! I have a lot of laundry
to do today because I was away for a good part of last week and I brought home
some of my mother’s clothes so I could wash them and decide what will become
of them. My mother was not too fond of domestic chores: it was my Dad I remember
cleaning our shoes for school and pressing his own clothing, to this day he irons just
like I do.

I remember once commenting to my mother that I enjoyed ironing because it was
a bit therapeutic for me…having all those wrinkles disappear from the clothing and
having a lovely, pressed item hanging in the closet waiting to be worn. She laughed
and told me that she couldn’t think of a bigger waste of time so she always made sure
the labels on the clothing she purchased said “Permanent Press”! I remember how I
chuckled that day, silently scolding her for “believing” everything she read on a label!

My mother was a very liberated woman I do have to admit, and although I never
subscribed to her short cuts in home-keeping (no Martha Stewart complex there!),
I admired her lack of self-consciousness when it came to her “social worker”
personal style of wardrobe. My mother only wore compact powder and bright
lipstick. Her hair was short, and she let it go grey naturally at an early age. She used
Vitapointe hairdressing cream to make her hair shine…I can almost smell it…

Miss you Mom! public domain picture

About marisundays

Commitment to living the best life I can has always driven me to seek out a personal development path. I believe in the power we each have to make a difference in the world but I also accept that most people are not interested or courageous enough to travel unfamiliar paths. I am motivated to help others see their own power so that together we can build a world we can be proud of and happy to live in.

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