This was my sock drawer this morning.
I don’t have a washer or dryer and have to go to the Laundromat to wash my clothes. I don’t have a problem with that except that I like to pick the day to do this on.
I realized this morning that my socks are in control of my life. When I run out of clean socks, I have to go to the Laundromat. Of course, I don’t run out of clean socks on a Monday or a Tuesday, which would be perfect because those are my slow days work wise. It always happens at the most inconvenient time.
It got on my last nerve so I had to solve that problem.
Well……I thought I solved that problem. Now I’ll have to wait and see when I run out of underwear, or shirts, or pants, or bedding, …..or towels. THEN WHAT? I’ve just created a whole NEW problem! Whatever! 😦
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