So tonight was laundry night. I hate doing laundry, but I am seriously anal about it so, I insist I do it and it be done my way. Come to think of it, I am that way about most things. I would like to say that is because I am old and set in my ways, but that's not true, I have always been like this and it appears I am not about to change anytime soon.
Laundry wouldn't necessarily be a big subject for me if not for the fact that the washing machine is broken right now. For me, doing laundry right now is a big deal. I drag my ass half way across the countryside to Ky and Audey's house and then spend the evening keeping them awake. Don't get me wrong, I love going to Ky and Audey's house, it's just such a pain in the ass dragging laundry over to a friend's house just to have clean clothes for yourself and the family.
It all Sear's fault. They have fixed our washer (and dryer) at least 15 times in the last 4 years. They finally replaced the dryer last year (when Sue threatened to sue them), but they are being total assholes about this washing machine we paid way too fucking much for.
So I just threw the last load in the dryer so that everyone has clean clothes to wear in the AM and now I am going to bed. Still pissed at Sears, still wishing things were perfect in my not so perfect little world.
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