Thank Goodness!!

Thank goodness for my friend M., who can make me laugh even when I'm about to cry. This morning, far too early, the cat decided it was time I was awake. Today's plan of choice was playing with a plastic bag. Now, I didn't get to bed until after 2:30 (thank you, A.!), and I was not at all prepared to be awake at 8:30. I was kinda cranky. Furious, in fact. So, I got up and dragged myself over to the laundry area.

(Note: Remember that the upstairs neighbors using their in-suite washer and dryer is NOT, in fact, a cruel joke meant to upset me.)

So I get there, see the updates that have been done, like new paint, more machines not working, tile floor not actually lifting up from the water underneath. What I notice most is that more machines aren't working. What I next realize, as I start the machines, is that someone left their clothes in the machine, which is now filling with my water. Crap!! I burned my hands pulling the clothes out. I now know I'm going to have a confrontation with the owner of said clothes.

This is not good. I am not confrontational. But, damn it, stay with your shit, get it done and out of the machines. I don't care about your stuff, these are public machines, and really, it takes about 1 1/2 hours to do your laundry. Stay with it.

So I off-loaded her stuff, and when she came in and complained, I passively said nothing. And luckily, I didn't get pummeled. Not even when I unloaded her dryer so I could get done.

It's petty, it's apartment life. But I really, really, really want my own machines. (Oh, and A., too.)