Friday, November 11, 2016
Today I am grateful for laundromats. This week we dropped 200 bucks on a new garbage disposal. Did we plan on this? Yeah, right. Not until I tried to take the box of dish soap out and it was stuck like mortar to the bottom of the cabinet and everything else was sitting in an inch of water. We could still function. . .with a bowl and a Tupperware dish under the leak, but it’s fixed now. Whoopee!
Then tonight, in the middle of a load, my clothes dryer decided that 18 years was enough so it went to the great landfill in the sky, where it is visiting the busted disposal, the dead washer from this year and the expired dishwasher, also from this year. Yeah, it’s been too fun.
So at 8 p.m. on a Friday night, Himself and I went out for a little field trip date. . .with a couple of baskets of soggy clothes. . .to the laundromat. I’m blaming Trump. Aaannnnddd we’re off!