Wash Day...

Well I think I may have overdone it. Yesterday I did some majorly overdue laundry. I am not actually sure of the last time I wore something that was truly clean which means almost a full's day's work for Dr. Kent (that's what they call me here)! So set to work as I normally do...okay "normally" in this case means the past 2 times. I got out my chair, my soap, my water, my tea and prepped my hands. Don't forget no machines here.

Now any of you who have lived with me or ever been in my room know what kind of pile of clothes I can get and this was no exception. It was a daunting task but I was quite enjoying it...admiring my newly acquired washing skills. Gosh darn it...I am pretty much African. After about 2-3 hours I had finished all my shirts and pants and it was time for socks. The shoes I chose to bring to Uganda have chosen to leave quite the stains on my nice white socks and it takes quite a scrub to get them out. 5 or 6 pairs into the socks my hands are starting to get a little sore so I took a break. I come back dip my hands in the water and it stings a little but I continue on. The last few pairs of socks I am really struggling to do a good job as my hands are really hurting. At last I finish and stand back to admire a hard afternoon's work.

This morning I wake up to these hands!

WOW! They aren't that sore but people keep asking what the heck is wrong with my hands. How embarassing is it to say that my hands can't handle washing clothes...we have machines that do it for us! Someone told me it was because I eat too much sugar that I have weak skin...ha ha ha...entirely possible really! Anyway, my plan is to not leave it quite so long next time around. Maybe then I won't look like such a weakling.