So today is laundry day at the house, and who’s chosen to carry out this dirty deed,.. none other than me. So everyone piled their stinky socks, underwear, etc into the baskets and I was off to the Laundromat.

It’s funny how you meet the weirdest people while doing laundry too I may add. This guy who says he’s from India tried chatting me up, but I was like, ” Oh No”

After he epically failed another guy almost 20yrs older than me gave it a go. Boom , boom shoot down with one look from me.

As the day went on I finished up without anymore come ons from the gents.   And now as I place my items away, I think to myself, I just love doing laundry. (**) NOT!