Every week or so I'm faced with the challenge of doing my laundry. I live on the top floor of my apartment and the laundry room is at the bottom floor so it's a huge struggle to do laundry.
It usually takes me a good eighteen seconds to realize that the washing machine is being used. That’s when the horror finally settles in. I am faced with one of two choices. I can: 1. leave my clothes there and come back later or 2. I could drag them all the way back up the stairs to my apartment. There is no good outcome either way.
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