I am so, so close. My list of everything that needed doing before I woke up tomorrow to ensure my Five Days of No Work is almost finished. All that’s left is to dry and fold the last of my laundry, fix up the mess I made last week of my piano-desk (there were issues […]
A word, here, about changing tastes. I talked way, way, way the hell back on day two of this about my irrational hatred of laundry. I was pretty sure back then I’d be in here for the long haul, but I’m not sure I honestly thought that day fifty seven was even on the radar. […]
Sunday. Laundry day. I’m not great at laundry day compliance in the first place, partly because I hate doing laundry. I mean hate. HATE. HAAAAAAAAAAAAATE. There is a list of things I irrationally hate, it is short, and it goes like this: Snow Shaving Laundry Since snow is apparently not a thing that happens here […]