Laundry

[Babette]

Right now, navy blue.

Years ago I lived in a large apt. complex. I loved the all-at-once timesaver of the laundry room, but hated the "are the machines open?" lottery. The room was too tiny and noisy to stay, so I'd walk down the hall to my apt., set a timer and get stuff done at home. Once, when I went back to move things along, there was a guy standing there holding my panties. I confronted him and he said he was helping me by putting my stuff in the dryer. I looked into the dryer he was transferring things to and it was ALL panties. No t-shirts, socks, sweats or any other articles of clothing from the washer. Just panties. Creepy! Well maybe they float to the top in the wash cycle and settle there after the spin. Yea, right! Eeeeeew! I was soooooo grossed out that I started lugging all my laundry to my parents house after that. Hey Zapp, don't you live in that complex now?!?! You'd better keep a close eye on your panties

Now, I've changed to black.

Yippee, my timer. First load is done washing, time to move things along.