Musings from the Laundromat: Brave bras, pink panties and a safe heart




There are three bras slung over the rail of a laundry cart … just out there for all to see.  And no one is looking at them.  Untrue, can’t stop looking at them.  I keep glancing up.

Here I am, the one who turns 50 shades of red when I drop a pair of panties on the ground whilst removing my dry load from the depths of an industrial dryer, gawking at the sheer bravery of these bras.

And I’m reminded … not everyone is interested in looking at your stuff.

I’m at a strange table again.  And painfully aware that there are people behind me.

I hate having my back to people.

Anxiety girl!

I just glanced and saw a free table in the back … I’m moving!

AH! Much better.

When I walked in Of Monsters and Mens’ Little Talks was playing on the radio – and I smiled.

While driving here – Take me to Church was on in my car.

Like most everything else, I read too much into music.  Today was no different, but in a good way.  Felt like two good omens.

I wonder do we block out the songs that aren’t relevant to our current state of mind?  Do our little ears perk up when one comes on that fits the soundtrack of our lives?

I’m sure there’s a very scientific explanation.  Probably much like the phenomenon of hearing a new word for the first time, and then hearing it multiple times that day.  Or getting a new car, and noticing the same car everywhere you go.

In tune to something you never paid much attention to before.

I’m in tune to lots of things about myself that I didn’t pay much attention to before.  Feeling things I haven’t felt before.  Cringing at some of my cat lady posts and all my ‘no one will ever complete me’ exclamations.

I feel like I found that last piece of a jigsaw puzzle.  The piece that would make my beautiful little life a complete picture.

And I’m so hopeful.  And very, very fortunate to have found someone who will temper my anxiety with a laid back attitude and a funny and creative view of things.

I’m also very, very fortunate to have found someone who will be so good for my such loved son.

An example of so many things.  Patience.  Persistency.  Humor.  Self acceptance.  And love.

I’m the luckiest girl on the planet right now as far as I’m concerned.

My heart feels Home. And Safe.  And, I just dropped a pair of pink panties from the washer onto the ground and only turned 25 shades of red.

See – progress!


About debaucherysoup

I've traveled 4 continents, affording me experiences and adventures to last a lifetime. Most important was the exposure to other cultures, beliefs and lifestyles. I'm also mom to one of the most amazing human beings I know.

Posted on January 18, 2015, in Gratitude, Motherhood, Uncategorized and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 6 Comments.

  1. So happy for you. And how things can change in so little time from dispair to happiness. Im happy for you but jealous at the same time that you have found love and I am still alone. The friend that I had so much in common with aND could relate to 7-10 days ago now seems so far apart to where I am now. I guess there is something to the saying Misery loves company!
    Any as much as you say tell the truth in your blog I have to do the same in my comments.
    Of course I will say again how happy I am for you. Just please pray that the other saying is true to and that is Happiness is contagious

    • Oh honey. 😦 I’m sorry. I love your honesty. What I have learned is that – out of the blue, things change. And I think you and I have had enough of the ‘bad’ changes. SO, I WILL sent out positive thoughts that it’s your turn soon! xxx

  2. I have the same reaction whenever I drop my pink panties in the Laundromat.

    Wish there was a BIG like selection for blogs. Loved your comment about music.. so true. You seem to be one of those people that is always acutely aware of the music around you, part of the observer in you. To me, that is an essential quality for someone to have, so I tuned in to a lot of your blogs just because of that.

    Great to see you in a happy place.

    • Thanks S Henry! Yeah, I can’t hear a song usually without thinking of the movie it was part of, the actual scene etc. Or, having it take me to a memory. Thanks – I am in a very happy place.

  3. Oh boy…I’m going to have to do some catch up reading here..I gotta get the Soap Opera type details of your Happiness! ❤

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