Note to self: NEVER put red socks in with white sheets. Unless you like your bed looking like a Valentine’s Day massacre.
Also, dryers really do eat socks. I counted. I started with six pairs. I now have nine single socks and no matches. I feel betrayed.
On the plus side, I met this sweet old woman in the laundromat who told me she’s been married 53 years and swears the key is letting each other have secrets. That stuck with me. I don’t know if I agree, but… maybe it makes sense.
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