Laundry.

After five loads of laundry...

YOU:  "Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth regarding your laundry?"

ME:  I do.

ME:  I Heather, take you laundry. To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness or in health, to love and to cherish 'till death do us part. And hereto I pledge you my faithfulness to complete you weekly.

YOU:  "Congratulations!"

Laundry:  "Thank goodness. Finally."

Never again will I allow 2 weeks to pass without doing my laundry.  And to think I live alone (clothes for one), a working professional, and go to the gym almost daily.  Yes, there was a lot of clothes.  Not to mention the clothes that couldn't be dried and are disbursed throughout my teeny, tiny apartment.  In the bathroom, the bedroom, and the door knobs.  A lot of clothes.  And never again.  I solemnly swear.

I couldn't resist posting laundry and a chandelier together.

Orange my color.

What a mess.

I'm exhausted and heading to bed.  Obviously, its been a long day, well, evening.  Until next time.

P.S. - Some advice - don't wait 2 weeks to do your laundry.  Just don't.   

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