I have never not had a washing machine AND dryer. The drying rack has become sort of a nemesis of mine....
Ode to My Nemesis
He says he'll provide a service for me
He says he'll dry my clothes
I don't believe him, but I trust him anyways.
For days he holds onto my belongings
Waiting outside my bedroom door, taunting me with them
Never drying, never drying.
Each day is a lie,
my clothes are never dry
even though I try and try
they make me want to cry
(I felt poetic today)
Haha I love the poem!! Hope you are having a good time, seems like it :) -Jamie
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