Not even going to lie… When I realized I was going to have to do my own laundry in college I was a little worried. My loving mother always took care of that for me and I always took that for granted. I didn’t think I would be able to do it. Plus, you all know that I like my clothes and the thought of me messing them up makes me want to throw up. So before I left, my mom taught me how to do this so called laundry and when I got here she made sure I had the right supplies, but when it came time to do it all alone I was a little scared. Kinda like when you’re playing in Kindergarten and someone older than you takes your toy. That’s how it felt when I walked into the laundry room for the first time. I just stared at the machine. I mean it was about to take my cloths. I could not let that happen. So I called Mom… hahahaha. The first experience last week was good, but that was because my mom was telling me what to do. This week I decided I was going to conquer this task without my mom. After all I have never been one to let a bully have control over me. So tonight guess what I did?
I walked right in there and did my laundry and when it was all said and done I actually did it right! (Keep in mind I haven’t put on anything I washed on yet) It was a good feeling!!! I mean I just did my first load of laundry and folded my cloths without my mom’s help. I am thankful for this because it is a sign that I am growing up, but I must be honest, I will always need my mom! I am also thankful because it was something I never thought I would be able to do on my own. So thank you mom for doing my laundry all these years. I now see why it was never one of your favorite things to do! I appreciate you teaching me and always being there for me when I need it… Speaking of needing it. Now that I know I can grow up, I think I’ll let you take back over the laundry job! It’s no fun doing these adult things, but I am sure thankful you have taught me how! Oh the exciting moments of a college boy. You have to find thanks even in the smallest things. I basically put a bully in his place, got clean cloths, realized what growing up is, and learned to be thankful for it all in one night… Stay tuned! Who knows what could happen next!
Yours Truly,
Southern and Thankful
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