Yeah, that's actually not true. But I do relish the idea of slowing down my life, taking the time to enjoy the process of creating or accomplishing something. Goodness knows that as a graduate student in English I don't often get the chance to see tangible results.
Which is why I'm particularly drawn to these beauties, fresh off the Lafayette Craigslist:
Ok, call me crazy but I think I would actually get laundry done on some kind of schedule if I had to wring it through this vintage number. When you're forced to pass each piece individually through a wringer, doing laundry becomes a day-long event. In my fantasy (you know, the one where I've partnered with Dorothy Draper to redo my Parisian apartment), laundering the old-fashioned way seems like it would be a meditative -- dare I say calming? -- daily ritual. In reality, I'll bet it was a bear.
And how cool is this vintage butter churn?
There appears to be a block of cheese inside, which is baffling as I'm fairly certain butter is not made from cheese. I did, however, believe Stefan when he informed me that limes were just unripe lemons. I was on board until he claimed that kiwis were moldy lemons. In my defense, he said it very convincingly.