Hubby and I again flew (in the car) up to Missoula, watched the Griz football game, and arrived back home by nine last night. A fast and furious day, but fun. Today however, it's back to real life and getting everything back in shape for another week. I've been doing the laundry this morning and began thinking about the old dryer we had when I was a teen in Mssoula. The washer and dryer we recently bought are great, they do bigger loads, use less water and are now upstairs in what was called the "pet bedroom" for many years. When we had Millie, the basset hound, no one wanted to share a room with the stinky dog so the laundry room on the main floor was where she slept, ate and where the kitty box resided. Millie is gone and when we purchased the new washer and dryer we decided have the appliances placed in their rightful place. Now its a quick chore, seldom do I leave the clothes in the dryer to get wrinkly because I have a musical alert when they are done. The lit
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