The catz are trying to get me to go to bed with them, but first I’ll go to Walmart with ... whoever gets in the van before I drive away.
Smart move by Crazy Frank! You can’t do that with a front-loading washer.
They only have one front loader and I won’t use it. There are three top loaders, and now that I know Crazy Frank’s secret, my clothes will be almost as clean as when I was washing them at Busdaddy’s!!
Although, at his place, if I didn’t feel well, I didn’t have to wash them the day I got there. Here, I have to wash when I run out of undies, no matter how I feel.
While I was in the laundry room, I FINALLY copied all my password and email info from my beat-up little notebook to a new one. I should have done it when I got this computer, but I was so frustrated by needing to get it in the first place. Ungh.