I bought a Sears Kenmore washing machine today. I seem to be very
brand-loyal when it comes to buying appliances. My Dad, who made
his living as a building contractor, imprinted me with the durability
of the Kenmore line.
The machine I bought is the second-simplest machine they had. It
only has options for hot, warm, and cold water, small, medium, and
large loads, and delicate, normal, and heavy cycles. The salesman
who wrote up my ticket said I was a very easy customer. I asked
him why he said that and he said I didn't have many desires. I
took that as a hopeful sign that I am moving in ever so teensy steps
toward my Buddhist desire to be desireless. Wouldn't you?
All the other machines looked to be quite intimidating with rows of
buttons, knobs, and windows. I have enough trouble as it is with
all the machines that I own, that the last thing I need is an
intimidating washing machine.
Today is bright and shiny after yesterday's dark deluge. I filled
the bird feeders and I can see from my study window that the squirrel
is gorging out there.
I'm loving this quiet afternoon which gives me a chance to finally look at the changes I want to make on my website.
I'm wearing one of those barley-filled neck warmers that you put in the
microwave to heat up to soothe a strained neck. It's very
comforting. |
