Did I mention that my washing machine died? Yep. And, naturally, it was when I was already pushing it in the clean clothes department. So, it’s a week later and STILL Dad hasn’t come over to look at it. Now I’m in trouble because I’m down to tshirts and pajama pants. Yeah, I don’t think my Exec. Director would think that was a good decision.
In a move right out of college, I bundled up every piece of clothing I own (practically) and drove our happy butts down to the laundromat. Two hours and $17 later, ALL of our clothes, towels, sheets and blankets are clean. *sigh*
The good news is I think Santa is going to bring us a new (kind of) washing machine before Christmas – make a special delivery – just for us. The better news is that all of the clothes are clean so I don’t mind if it takes a few more days. *grin*
I’m exhausted. Wish me luck tomorrow. If I survive eight meetings before noon, I’ll update after lunch.
zzzzzzzzz… *yawn* g’night.