No matter how many piles of laundry I have...
No matter how many clothes I have to fold...
I will not complain.
Meet my lovely friend Alisha, and her washing machine at her new home in Africa:
The fact that she is able to smile about this situation can only be because:
1. The newlywed glow has overpowered all appliance inconveniences.
2. The sun in Kenya has gone to her head.
3. She is a better wife/Christian/homemaker than me.
It might be all of the above; with heavy emphasis on #3. Until then, I will continue to miss my African domestic goddess. And I will hug my washing machine.
Love me some perspective.