Maybe I really should give some serious thought into getting a Dryer. Late last night I realized that I had left Brent's sheet's on the line. I quickly grabbed my blackberry, never far from me, and checked the weather. It said it wouldn't rain until 7am. I would be up long before that, so I decided to leave the sheets on the line. Stupid weather channel. I woke at 5:30 am to the sounds of heavy rain and wind. I decided that there was no need to rush, and laid there another 30 minutes before heading outside. They were still on the line, truly a testament to the strength of a clothespin. Unlike the summer rain, it was bitterly cold and my hands were like ice by the time I made it back in. Luckily my back room has a stone floor and the sheets are drying nicely inside. Will I ever learn?