It's laundry day. And I'm in love. Behold the fancy washer and dryer that came with the house. The washer plays a little electronic ditty at the end of the wash cycle to alert you to that very fact. There is no dial to choose the load size. It knows how much water to use. Both have windows so you can watch the action within. I have never had this much fun with dirty laundry. Literal dirty laundry, mind you, not the gossipy kind. Which is its own kind of fun. If you're into that sort of thing. Sordid. Which I did by color and fabric type before I started. So much dirt to dish, so little time.
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