I want to run away from these people

August 16th, 2009

Sometimes.
Just so you know.


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11 Comments »

  1. Me too. Can I come with you?

    Comment by Renae C — August 16, 2009 @ 11:32 pm

  2. Where are we going?

    Comment by Puna — August 17, 2009 @ 12:50 am

  3. Sometimes no farther than the washing machine in the garage. But this time, I look to the curb where I see your turquoise convertible, white leather interior, idling. And then we're off to who knows where.

    Comment by Karen Maezen Miller — August 17, 2009 @ 12:56 am

  4. Oh. Glad to know I'm not the only one.

    Comment by RocketMom Cheryl — August 17, 2009 @ 2:35 am

  5. Mmmm, to somewhere warm, where we can live with minimal clothes and just hand wash, but then again……

    Comment by Dhana — August 17, 2009 @ 6:58 am

  6. I am so with you!

    Comment by Anonymous — August 17, 2009 @ 3:39 pm

  7. As I unpack from a 5-day camping trip I look upon clothes so muddy they will be thrown away, dirty camping pans, garbage, recyclables, bills, long lists of school supplies and advice I received recently from a wise woman, "Make yourself at home and take care of it as your own. It's the only one there is." I shall put it to good use-

    Comment by Bridge — August 17, 2009 @ 5:37 pm

  8. I'll drive!

    Comment by Mama Zen — August 17, 2009 @ 5:45 pm

  9. yes. good to know. (really.)

    Comment by Terri — August 17, 2009 @ 5:58 pm

  10. The machine at the house where we're staying here in London both washes AND dries! I thought it was such a great device until I realized it holds about 5 items and takes 4 plus hours to complete both cycles.

    Breathe in, breathe out. Again.

    Comment by Melissa Moore — August 17, 2009 @ 6:36 pm

  11. aah, I know it. I know it. My people are a bit much these days, too.

    Comment by Shawn — August 18, 2009 @ 1:30 am

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