I had a mound, no, a mountain of laundry to fold today. {I think it's about time to get some folding done when Bryn pleads, in our family morning prayer, "to help mom do the laundry".} Anyway, it was so hot upstairs--30 deg C. That type of heat mixed with the boring job of folding was made so much more bearable with the help of an airconditioned room and live Wimbledon entertainment.
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