Don't Judge Me, Just Do My Laundry
I never thought that I would get so lazy as to Frabreeze my husband’s pants instead of getting in my car, driving to Wal-mart, surfing through the crowd, finding a box of allergy-free detergent, standing in line, spending money, fighting my way out of the parking lot, arriving home, doing laundry for a couple of hours and then having clean pants. :grabs Frabreeze bottle and heads for pile of dirty pants:
Labels: domesticity, Glenn, Wal-mart
1 Comments:
Col, I love you.
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