I love laundry. Like more than the normal human being probably should. There is something about doing it that is relaxing to me. My mother is the polar opposite of me. In 5th grade I demanded to start doing my own laundry because she may or may not have ruined my favorite pairs of jeans. Nobigdeal.... Anywho.
The scent of the detergent (Gain only) and fabric softener (Downy only) just wipe away any of the issues I might be having. When we moved into the house of horrors we were definitely washing clothes in 1976. Beige top loaders from hell. Needless to say I was not getting the love I needed from them, and frankly I didn't want it. My christmas present this year from #1 hubby (I did beg absolutely every day for new ones. I'm just saying) was a brand spanking new front load washer and dryer.... AMAZING!... to say the least.
I am now back in sudsy heaven.
Can I get an AMEN.
On another note, anyone who knows me knows I am a crazy Florida Gator fan. My alma mater just frankly blows your pants off all day long and I love it. I just need a little shout out for them kicking arse and taking names last night at the Sugar Bowl. As always, its great to be a Gator.
Enough for now.
xoxo from Candyland
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