Greener Grass

Tonight I folded laundry while watching Backyardigans and dancing and singing and giggling with my girls. It shouldn't really have felt special. But it did. For three reasons.

1. I don't fold my own laundry anymore. And I had apparently--to my great surprise-- been missing it.
2. The episodes were brand-new. And seriously. I love that show.
   
3. It gave me a false sense of routine. And that was the best part. For a second I didn't have to snatch every precious instant in my memory for safe-keeping. It felt so ordinary. Like it was something that happens every day. Even though it doesn't.

Which is okay. Because someday soon I will be folding all my laundry. And living in my own house in which I will be doing all of my own housework. 

And I think I will like it more than I used to.