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August 10, 2008


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haha, it's worse when one of the baskets falls down the stairs, and you'll eventually have to make those two trips. I hate that too, but "luckily" (don't really know how lucky I am, living in an apartment building) we have 5 washers and dryers downstairs.


That's like when I'm bringing groceries in from the car. The main objective is to make it in as few trips as possible. I may risk losing a finger from time to time due to plastic bags being tightly wrapped around my hands, but I gotta commend you on the whole stacked-laundry carrying feat -- three flights and voluntary vision impairment? No thanks...


omg! Impressive. If there were an Olympic laundry feat, you'd be in the top running!


Ok. I don't know HOW you did that. I'm impressed. Wanna be my body guard? Not that I need one, but you know, in the event that I do...?


Oh yeah, this is SO me. Sometimes I will do anything to avoid an extra trip or more work and then when it doesn't work, which is usually the case, it causes me, well, an extra trip and more work!!!


Glad you made it. I think I'd shoot myself if I had to routinely carry my laundry up and down 3 flights of stairs and across a courtyard. :)

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