Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Drying clothes and thinking

I made a temporary clothes line by sticking this contraption into a table that has an umbrella hole. Genius, I know. I have this thing about drying clothes either outdoors when weather permits or on the dining room chandelier when it's snowing outside, either way, but not in the dryer.
My dryer is a thousand years old because I baby it. I baby everything from my jeep to my toothbrush. That's another story (much less exciting than this one.)
I just think drying clothes naturally makes sense and it gives me time to think about really deep stuff:
"I am somehow less interested in the weight and convolutions of Einstein's brain than in the near certainty that people of equal talent have lived and died in cotton fields and sweat shops." _Stephen Jay Gould
Tonight when I'm lying in bed waiting for sleep to take over I'll think about how another day slipped by without having done anything of real importance and how before I know it, it will all be over before I even got a chance to say, "ahem".....
But what is of real importance? How would I be able to tell, by the news? other's works?
I believe I'm doing exactly what God wants me to. If I didn't believe this with all my heart, I'd be crazy, okay...crazier!
"So be yourself. Everyone else is already taken."

1 comment:

Rosie's Whimsy said...

There things I like to do that allow me to "think".

Gardening is one of those things. I meditate, I organize, I solve world issues (they just haven't asked me for my opinion, yet), I ruminate about little inconsequential things.......I really need to hang a clothesline again. I think that might work the same way for me. :-) Rosie