I want to soak in a hot tub, but the podiatrist taped my foot and told me to keep it dry. So the best I can do is some sort of contortion in my bathtub when I get back from krav.
I have gotten to the pathetic place of having overshopped so I can just about do laundry weekly -- without doing all my laundry. I have at least four more loads waiting to go. I may get to one of those. I only have time to do laundry on the weekends, because of my hours, and the hours of the laundry room, and not always both days.
What is this "laundry" you all speak of?
Sadly, the bag of stuff that has to go to the cleaners is an army laundry bag full too. It's at the point where I no longer want to lift it. I certainly no longer want to pay for having it done.
I certainly no longer want to pay for having it done.
I'm avoiding picking up my drycleaning for that exact reason.
ita, take out the pieces you want done right away, and drop them off on Monday.
Daily laundry is facilitated by owning a washing machine, and necessitated by having children.
I'm avoiding picking up my drycleaning for that exact reason.
The place I go, you pay when you drop them off. Which is good, except that it's bad.
take out the pieces you want done right away, and drop them off on Monday.
The pieces I want done right away are not the pieces I need done right away. I want my pretty clothes. I need my work clothes. So I just have to take the whole deal, and dump them in my trunk. And
then
begins the whole "when does ita have 10 minutes free near the good cleaner before 7pm?" dance. Thursday, if I behave.
Daily laundry is facilitated by owning a washing machine
I miss this. I have way too many crises, including those with too few quarters.
The cleaner isn't open before work? That sucks.
Thankfully I have a washer and dryer in the garage that I share with the front house, so I don't have to pay for normal laundry.
My parents avoided fights over who ruined whose clothes by having everyone in the house do his or her own laundry, so I've been doing my own since I was about 11. I'm grateful for that--as much as I joke about it, I actually don't mind doing laundry so long as I can do it at home.
I'm really just mocking myself because I have an absurd amount of clothing (and, of course, no children) that allows me to go far too long before doing laundry becomes necessary. With all the stress lately, it's been piling up.
The cleaner isn't open before work?
The cleaner I like (i.e. affordable and hasn't broken any of my buttons yet) opens at 7:30, and that's when I have to start my commute.
