This afternoon while I was hanging out my laundry (I was so excited when I discovered a wash line in the backyard, and then had to go buy clothespins), my neighbours started chatting across the fence. Though it was more like yelling across, since I was at the other end and across the yard, and they were on their deck. He told me that our wash line hasn't been used in probably five years, and he's pretty impressed that we even had the garbage out for pickup this morning. He wondered how many of us live here, what my name is, where I'm going to school and what I'm taking. When I told him midwifery, he said, "No wonder you're so damn domestic." I laughed. People's reactions are always funny. We have a joke in our class that you can usually pick out the student midwives on campus pretty easily. We're all a bunch of hippies who wear birkenstocks after all, right?