I lost my glasses five or six weeks ago. I figured they were somewhere in my apartment, but I hadn't seen them, and my old glasses weren't exactly the right prescription, and I'd never used my vision benefit that's about to run out, so finally this week I ordered a new pair.
Then last night She Gre e-mailed me: "There are some glasses in the laundry room, those aren't yours....are they?"
Yeah, they were. If you're doing the math at home, that means I haven't been to the laundry room in five or six weeks. In my defense, it's been a stressful month. Also, I did wash a load of socks, underwear, and t-shirts at my parents' house once a few weeks ago. And it's the time of year when you wear winter clothes some days and summer clothes other days, so it takes a long time to run out. But...still.
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enjoy it while you can...all too soon you'll have little poopers and pukers and messy eaters and will be thankful for weekends when you only have 4 loads to do. or emergency loads to do when the littlest one gets poop on her snowsuit.
Right, J-Vo. Totally true. If I skip one day of laundry someone needs something vital that isn't clean. A leotard, a duckie, a shirt that says "POLICE". *sigh* Oh to go a week...
j-vo, all that makes me so glad i only have my own laundry to deal with. i don't know if i could handle doing someone else's, too.
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