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October 7, 2006
I'm not a very domestic person — in fact, anyone who knows me would be quick to amend that statement to not domestic at all or domestically disabled, but it is satisfying to have all my chores done. I can hear a load of laundry in the dryer, and smell the clean scent of another load in the wash. The dishes are done, and I've made scalloped potatoes the way my grandmother used to, so the house smells nostalgic as well as clean. It's a bright Saturday in early autumn, the air crisp and clean and spiced with woodsmoke. I'm happy.