Laundry is already so fucking hard to do. Why do I have to live in an apartment where the laundry machines ARE IN A DIFFERENT FUCKING BUILDING
FWIW, back when I lived in a complex like that, I met a cute guy by the pool one afternoon, and after we chatted, I thought I’d probably never see him again. But I ran into him in the annoying, far-away-in-another-building laundromat later than day.
We just celebrated our 21st wedding anniversary.
BRO????????????
