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The Silence of the Laundry
There was a time when the beat of this house was defined by the steady thud of wet clothes against a glass door. Every morning the large washing hamper, that I swore was empty at teatime the day before, suddenly became full. To the brim. The poor washing machine, barely able to catch its breath,…
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Pardon the Dust …. But It’s Nearly Ready
If you were ever here back in 2020, you might remember this space as a digital diary for a ‘Born-Again Housewife’ navigating a very quiet, locked-down world with two perpetually hungry and bored Teens. A lot has changed since the last time I hit ‘Publish.’ The house has grown a lot quieter. The Teens are…
