Water, Food, Shelter and Clean Underwear

It is such a simple thing - a basic human necessity - the need for clean underthings.

Yesterday morning as I dressed for work I realized that I was on *gasp* my last clean underwear. It seemed unthinkable in a civilized world that my life had come to this. I made a mental note that I would have to get caught up that night.

My day then devolved into a nightmarish software release at work, a scheduling problem in picking up my kids, a fun, yet long and stressful, trip to a far away city with 4 whining kids in a mini-van... then a bright spot when I got to spend time with my sister...then more ornery kids in a van and finally culminating in the destruction of the bumper of the aforementioned mini-van as I violently backed it into a the tow-hitch of a very large truck.

This morning I awoke and immediately realized that I had not taken care of the laundry issue from the day before. Almost despairingly, I decided to check the drawer to see if I had missed something. To my great surprise the drawer was no longer empty. As if by a miracle it had been filled with clean things to wear! I nearly cried.

I got married 3 months ago and I now have the dearest, sweetest, husband on the planet.

This may not seem like a big gesture but I honestly cannot remember the last time in my life (childhood included) that laundry appeared, clean and folded in my drawer (not to mention in my desperate hour of need) without me putting it there myself.