The Seventh Day of Christmas

On the seventh day of Christmas…..

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seven loads of laundry…..

or at least that many.  I kind of stopped counting in the midst of the Great New Year’s Eve Lego Challenge and Kids’ Only Dance Party and the Minions Movie and the Keeping Calm of the Dog During the Everlasting Fireworks.  A busy day, but the laundry HAD to be done.

Today.

Because I don’t do laundry on New Year’s Day.

It’s not so much about superstition as it is about tradition.

My Mama honored this tradition in memory of her Grandmother.  Her sweet red-headed Grandmama Eulalia, who let my Mama help her cook and made her feel so loved, never washed clothes on New Year’s Day because of the old saying, “When you wash somebody’s clothes on New Year’s Day, you wash ’em out of your life.”

I don’t have any desire to wash anyone out of my life.

And because I won’t do laundry on New Year’s Day, New Year’s Eve becomes a busy day of getting all of the things that we might possibly need the next two days washed, dried, folded, and put away.  It sounds a lot less involved than it really is.

Seven loads, y’all.

At least.

Present Me is really asking Me from the Past Couple of Days why on earth I didn’t do any laundry before now.  It piles up fast with all these folks around here.

So tonight I am celebrating the number 7 and the people behind it.  They bring me much joy, and so, by extension, does their laundry.  Their clothes in the laundry mean that they are here and doing well and that they have clothes to wear and to stay warm and dry and clean and comfortable.

And for that I am very, very thankful.

Wishing you all a Happy New Year, and in the words of my Mama, “Happy Everyday!”

Love to all.

 

 

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