get clean.

i've lived in my new house over a month without a washer. doing laundry in the kitchen sink sucked. lugging the stuff over to my old house and doing it there also sucked. somehow we never got around to going to the laundromat. this morning, a friend tipped beau off about some washer/dryer combos at the habitat store. $50. *sweet*! o, the joy of being able to do laundry in my own home without feeling like it's only halfway clean... i'm happy. (thank you, beau. xoxo)

so tonight is one of those nights when i'm just content. i'm settling into this place i stumbled across and realizing that it really is home. not just the house, but all of it-the circumstances. you know what i mean. earlier this evening, i could hear my little girl outside with her friend, a couple of my boys were outside with their buddy making the typical noisy boy noises, my little guy was parked on the couch discussing video games with beau, and i was listening to my older baby girl fill me in on the soap opera that is the life of a teenage girl. and i realized then-again, because i don't tend to forget it for long-that my life is just about perfect.

now, the babies are all asleep, tucked into their own little corners of the house; i'm done with work for the day, laundry is washed and hung up and the dishes... well, the dishes can wait. beau is off rehearsing, and all i can hear is the hum of the refrigerator and the faint buzz of whatever bugs those are that sing all night. i think i'm going to sit here for a minute and enjoy the quiet, and then go read myself to sleep so i can get up and enjoy tomorrow when it gets here.