Laundry is my best friend.
It's always there for me -- day in, day out, it's a constant.
When I'm having a hard day and tell other friends I want to be alone, laundry knows better. It sticks around.
If I have a spare minute, it's always willing to spend time with me, filling up the time without thinking about what it needs to do or checking its schedule. Whatever time I have available, laundry is willing to take each little bit of it.
If I'm busy and do not have time for it, it does not get mad. It does not dodge my calls or ignore me in retribution. Laundry's friendship is perfect, and if we have not seen each other for awhile, the distance makes our relationship fonder. It grows and grows.
When I'm confused and my mind is racing, it sorts things through with me.
Bless laundry. It's the best.
2 comments:
Your best friend isn't very loyal though...he has been known to visit here often, sometimes too often :)
I am pretty sure this is the best blog in the world. You are seriously the funniest person I know and I am so happy that you are sharing your humor and wit with the rest of us. Sorry about the hormones and people moving...those things really stink.
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