So, our dryer broke the other day. Michael was out of town and didn't get back until the weekend, and I forgot to tell him until Friday night that the dryer was broken...oops! My Saturday was spent washing clothes in the washer and then randomly hanging them around the house and outside.
It was going well until it started to rain Saturday night. I was okay with hanging and laying all of the "colored" clothes outside but I had planned to take the "whites" to a friend's house. I forgot, and I was not okay to hang those out randomly on the porch. I would've taken a picture of all the "whites" strung out all over our kitchen cupboards, laundry room and anywhere I could find a place, if it wouldn't have been so sacreligious. Thankfully though, Michael and I did get them all cleaned up before Monday morning when our sitter came.




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