another way to tell if you've got nothing going on.

My new favorite thing is my full-sized ironing board. I've been using a very annoying tabletop-sized one because I haven't had room for a real one since I graduated college and left Bowling Green. (Which does beg the question, what happened to the one I had in college? Why did I just buy a new one? Shouldn't the old one be waiting for me somewhere?) The first thing I did this morning was iron a tablecloth. I literally woke up and thought, "I can iron a tablecloth now!"

You must understand though, the tablecloth still looks pretty crappy. And my mom is going to tell me I should iron it. And when I tell her I already did, she'll tell me to wash it and take it out of the dryer when it's still damp and do it again. Should I do this? Yes, yes, I should. But not today. Today is a day my kitchen table will no longer be naked. Besides, John would never notice and he's the only person who'll really see it.

We also have a washer and dryer now. (They're the ones I had in college... They knew my old ironing board. Why are they still here waiting and the ironing board is gone?) No more searching my car's floorboards for quarters for the dank and scary laundryroom in our old building. No more having to go to the bank for rolls of quarters.

By the way, I'd forgotten about drive-through windows at banks. They're sort of genius. And there's no bullet-proof glass anywhere. I could actually reach out and slap the teller. Not that I'd want to, but I could.

The washer and dryer have been eclipsed by the ironing board. It's really too bad that I suck at ironing, because I'm super excited. The little tabletop one's legs would start to fold in while I was ironing. Not at all convenient. This is a new era.