Throwing money at laundry problems is worth it. Today… FIRST EXPERIENCE WITH THE WASH-AND-FOLD. Today… new motto: HANDLE MY DELICATES, I DON’T GIVE A FUCK!
While the washers and folders were doing their little thing, I wrote Post It notes and used thumbtacks of JUST THE RIGHT SIZE AND COLOUR to affix them to my corkboard AND THEN wrote out tasks in dry erase marker AND made infused syrups and did other ridiculous bullshit.
I meant to use this time to write a humour piece for The Rumpus. (There IS a Post-It note telling me I must write something for The Rumpus.)