I'm finally doing my laundry! I overcame my resistance! Yay me!
*April fresh scented high fives*
I hate laundry. It seems so ridiculous, like Sisyphus pushing the rock up the steep hill, knowing all the while that once it reaches the top it will inevitably roll down to the bottom once more. You can't just leave it there at the bottom or people will become very crabby with you. So, you push it up again...
I would be a nudist were it not for our chilly winters.