I love my laundry (so does someone else)
12 March, 2008
I used the laundry room at the apartment complex.
Normally, I’m a Laundromat kind of girl, but it was too late. I love laundry. Especially when you get your big pile of fresh clothes out of the dryer. I always put my arms and body into the new, clean clothes pile and sink into it, savoring the warm laundry. Honestly, it is one of my favorite things.
I separated my clothes and brought them downstairs to the laundry room, and there was only one other person down there . . .







