When my clothes get dirty (which inevitably happens here quickly) I have 2 options. One: Go around town in search of someone who wants to make a few extra birr, set an appointment for them to come to my house, and wait for that person who may or may not show up. Possibly repeat. Or two: Get out the buckets and start scrubbing.
I’m sure you’re probably thinking option two sounds simpler. My guess is, you’ve never had to wash a whole load of clothes by hand before. This is my most loathed chore, and if nothing else, has taught me what a miraculous invention washing machines are.
Hey, it makes Colts Neck seem pretty cushy despite the septic systems and the well water.
Sounds like a once in a lifetime experience.
Sarah came to visit us last week. She looked great and had a great time.
John
Haha.. Colt’s Neck was definitely posh living next to this. I’m so glad you got to see Sarah. I miss you all!