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August 2, 2001


I discovered in my wife's absence a love of housework.   I am especially fond of laundry:   the sorting; the washer settings; the clean, chemical smell of Gain (with bleach); the warm rumble of the dryer; stripping the lint filter; folding; putting away.   God, I love the order, the symmetry of it.   I also like doing dishes or, rather, letting my dishwasher do them.   Although I have never read the loading instructions, I would bet I load and space the dishes in full compliance with the manufacturer's recommendations.   I am simply that kind of talent.

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