I am excited about a hamper. I bought a new one for our new house–one of those sea grass ones with a metal frame, three compartments, and removable liners. I’m nearly giddy over the concept that I’ll have presorted clothes.
Two of my favorite Christmas presents last year were a Le Creuset pepper pot and a potato ricer. That’s right. Pots and pans.
Looks like a done deal: I’m a thoroughly domesticated old lady.
But you know what? I’m okay with that. It’s a pleasant thing to be easily pleased.