- I am thankful for modern conveniences
Each time I do any laundry, I say a prayer of thanks to God for a washer and dryer that work. You find that odd, do you?
Well, what if I said that those appliances are circa 1992. Yeah, doesn’t seem so odd now. How many people do you know who have 19 year old washers and dryers that are NOT simply yard art, but are actually in working condition? I am extremely grateful, ‘cause the budget is not allowing for new ones.
Hope I haven’t jinxed myself by saying that out loud. Hrrm.
I love to hear the stories my sweet mother-in-law tells of her childhood. A depression era childhood where they grew their own food, slaughtered their own meat, which they raised, and used every part of it for something. Where they had no indoor plumbing or electricity. Entire days set aside to do nothing but laundry…by hand washing ALL of it—not just the delicates. Where their mother got up before the sun to light the fire in their stove and make biscuits from scratch. Every. Day. It blows my mind and I have trouble really wrapping my mind around how much work that truly was each day just for the basics that we take for granted—because I am so spoiled by all the ease my modern conveniences provide.
- Did I say I was thankful for modern conveniences??
It really makes me grateful that when I wake up in the middle of the night having to pee, I don’t have to walk out back in the freezing cold to the outhouse in the dark to do my business.
I love for my kids to hear about this as well—my kids who will never remember what it is like not to have a computer in their home.
When I talk about how I never even SAW a computer until 1987, when I went to college, my kids look at me like I have three heads! Yeah, back in the dark ages we used this dinosaur machine called a typewriter to type all our papers for school. Back when we had to actually consult reference books and encyclopedias for information, instead of simply asking our friend, Google.
That is just crazy talk!
Yes, the times have changed—and continue to change.
Wonder what will make my kid’s kids look at THEM like they have three heads?! Hope I’m still around to see that!