Friday, March 20, 2020

Laundry in the Time of Corona**

There's a screenshot floating around Facebook that says something like, "I always wondered what regular people were doing during historic events, but it turns out I am doing laundry-barely."

I, too, am barely doing laundry. In all the minute by minute drama of last week--the increasing confirmed cases, the cancellation decisions beginning to descend--I let the laundry go. I sat and hit refresh over and over, while mentally chiding myself to get up and work on the laundry.

Finally we hit the breaking point, and I had a lot of laundry to do in very short order. As I was moving baskets of clothes around, a fresh basket from the dryer sat a little bit too long. This load was the adults' more casual but still needs a hanger color clothes. As I put the shirts on hangers, several of them were wrinkly, more wrinkly than I am normally willing to tolerate. I sighed and started to think about which shirts needed to go back in the dryer with a wet washcloth. (This is my lazy person method of ironing.)

All of a sudden, I realized we aren't going to see ANYBODY before we wear these clothes again. We can wear them a bit wrinkly and then wash them again, and all will be well without any extra effort on my part. Satisfied, I put the clothes in the closet, and moved on to the next load.

**I know it's tired, but I couldn't resist.

Thursday, February 13, 2020


One of my quirky traits is that I love linens. I like sheets and blankets of different types and weights. And I especially love flannel sheets. I love the silly prints and the cozy warmth of flannels. Every year, I peruse the sheets in Target and online and have to fight the urge to buy more and more and more sheets. This might make you think I own an overflowing closet of sheets. This is not the case.

In reality, we own two sets of plain beige flannel sheets, probably bought at Target (maybe Penney's?). We only really need two sets. Beige was chosen for its long term washing durability. We don't really have storage room for more. That's about it. It is utilitarian. I make do and flip through catalogs.

This year for Christmas, Dave decided it was time to splurge and get me another set of flannels. Not just any flannels, though. LLBean Flannels! I have read the catalog description of these sheets for years. They sound so dreamy. Then I look at the price. Ouch! But if it's a Christmas gift, I have no choice but to buy the luxury set of flannels, right?

After some deliberation, I decided which set I wanted to get and soon these babies right here in Bay Blue were in my house.

Y'all. Y'all.

I cannot describe how great these sheets are. They are everything I ever dreamed and more. They feel like the softest, coziest cotton socks you've ever put on your feet. Except they're sheets! And it's your whole body, not just your feet!

If you tend to overheat at night, these probably aren't for you, but if you shiver like a sad dog left out in the cold, these are the greatest flannels in the history of flannel sheets. It's a real piece of luxury and worth the splurge if you can swing it. They make me feel like a millionaire instead of the thousandaire that I am.

NB: I am not getting paid for this ringing endorsement. If LLBean wants to sponsor me with some more sheets, I am willing to talk. Please.