I have been cursed with my grandmother's evil gene of spilling food on me constantly. Inevitably I will spill something on myself almost every day, usually on my unsuspecting jeans. I go through pants faster than just about anything else here. Even though I washed my clothes when I made a quick stop home this weekend, I am already out of pants! You may be thinking to yourself, how does this happen? Let me tell you, it's easier than you would think. Spilled coffee, dripping ice cream, and eggs are all very good possibilities. I guess the good thing is that I really don't mind doing laundry here all that much.
Therein lies my joy of laundry day......
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