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Sunday, October 23, 2005

Further evidence that in my past life I was a housewife

I just realized something. The sound of a dishwasher humming and draining and its overall general racket is something that comforts me. In my mind, it means that earlier I must have done something for my family in the kitchen that made enough of a mess that I needed to utilize one final appliance. It means that I spent time in my kitchen doing something other than eating Dibs right out of the carton. I like that.

Yep, I'm a freak.

Elizabeth at 10:00 PM

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at 10:45 PM Blogger Territorial said...

I get the same way when I see my magic mop pad in the wash pile... I know everything is clean as I always do my floor last.

 
at 6:35 AM Blogger Danielle said...

It's betty crocker!! *smack smack* snap out of it!! lol just kideen whas up Southern Fried?

 
at 8:49 AM Blogger Holy Schmidt said...

I feel the same way when the dryer buzzes.

 
at 9:50 AM Blogger Cherry said...

I love the sound of the furnace warming up. :)

And yes, you are a freak...that's why we love you so much!! :)

 
at 2:59 PM Blogger Football Widow said...

Then I must be a freak too. I love that it signals the end of the night for us and I know that I will wake up to a clean kitchen. All is right in my world when I have clean floors and a clean kitchen!

 
at 4:01 PM Blogger mamalujo1 said...

But are you the only person who knows how to most efficiently load the dishwasher!? True freakiness is having this belief. I am in fact the only person who can load our dishwasher properly. One part of my big wide freak streak. How about you?

 
at 7:31 PM Blogger MsPerdie said...

yeah, you're a freak... LOL!

 
at 9:47 PM Blogger spoonleg said...

Man, you people are sick. Nothing about cleaning makes me feel good. It just sucks- beginning to end. Come to my house if you like cleaning so much!

 
at 10:20 PM Blogger Sometimes Saintly Nick said...

Being the son of a mother who never cooked—which was great since she burned everything she’d put on a stove or in a oven—and the ex-husband of a women who decided that each member of the family should do their own housework (my sons began washing their on clothes when they were six), I am now happy to live in an extreme bachelor mess that please me to no end.

 
at 12:55 PM Blogger Annejelynn said...

*snort*

 
at 12:39 PM Blogger Nap Queen said...

I TOTALLY know what you mean, and I also love it when the heater comes on for the first time during winter. If that makes us freaks, then so be it! Oh, and thanks for stalking my blog, it makes me happy!

 

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