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Friday, January 1, 2010

The First Day of 2010

I have already taken a tentative step into the first day of the new year. I'm in rehab for my back now, and, well, I'm in rehab for my back now ....

The most important chore is done and the new year should go smoothly now. ::grin:: You are not going to believe this story, but I learned from my mother-in-law many years ago that if you go into the new year, behind with your laundry, you'd be behind for the entire year. This lady was from southern Germany, and I don't know if this is a traditional German ritual or not, but she was adamant about it. And she should be. She was always behind with her laundry, and she would spend several days in her basement washing load after load. I'm sure the clothes all got dry, but am not sure folding and ironing made very much progress. Just before new year's eve she would appear again from her self-imposed dungeon, declaring that the work was done, and that the new year would be much better. Then, the week before the next new year, was an annual repeat in the same grand proportions.

In those days my husband and I ran the family bakery, on Staten Island, NY with the help of four very small children. So while I had a lot of laundry, I was never behind like my mother-in-law was. But for her sake I took on the hustle and bustle of getting everything washed before the new year. So here I am now, many years later, older and should be wiser, still remembering the most important of the new years rules, and throwing my two loads a week into the washing machine.

I wish for all of my friends and fans a wonderful 2010. Whether you are caught up with your laundry or not.

~J~

2 comments:

Vicki Greene said...

I hope that 2010 is a very good year for you. Oh dear, I did not know that I should have been washing clothes instead of painting a flower. Ignorance is bliss.

Kathleen said...

AHA! So that is the secret. No wonder I'm always behind - I forgot to wash my New Year's laundry until the 5th of January and have never caught up. Is there a remedy? Will I ever catch up? It's doubtful.