In less than 48 hours I'll be home for one glorious week. Back to my family, my pets, warm weather and... well it's hard not to get a little misty at the thought of our reunion... major appliances.
I am packing a bag of dirty clothes in delicious anticipation of my own washer and dryer. Jeans that eat several quarters to dry went in first. Socks stay here, I won't be wearing them down there anyway. No lines, no panhandlers, no one eying your unmentionables... twill be heaven.
My refrigerator here is sized for wine coolers and jello shots and I have to get on my knees if I need to look inside. At home side-by-side doors are twin sentries of abundance.
I have a real wine cellar at home, climate controlled and zoned for reds and white. So much more efficient than putting it outside on the window ledge.
The oven and I will bake and bask in homey glory. I never really liked the electric stovetop surface, but we're going to cook next week. Who knows, I may even work on my historically dysfuctional relationship with the vacuum cleaner.
No more will I walk department stores with appliance envy. They will all be at my disposal- including the disposal and the dishwasher.
We're talking major good times.

Copyright 2005 Judi Griggs