For the first time in my life, I have to travel for work. Right now it’s only one day a month…but being away for even one day is a huge adjustment for my family. For the first few trips, we were all struggling with managing my time away. But slowly, I started to see this travel a little differently, especially after this past weekend when I spent 24/7 with laundry, ironing and cooking for kids and their friends.
So when I walked into my hotel room last night and saw this
I felt a little rush of delight.
These treasures were in my bathroom….MY bathroom that only I would set foot in…
And they were beside a tub and toilet that I had never and would never scrub.
I stared longingly at the stack of fluffy white (not grey) towels that someone else had washed for me…
and started to fill the gleaming tub with hot water for a bath.
When I opened the closet, I couldn’t help but smile, knowing I would NOT be touching this…
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