Spirit (daimones) wrote,
Spirit
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Son of a!

My laundry *was* done, but since my mother is sick, I had thought the unfolded clothing that was in the basket was not done. So I put it into the wash, folded the clothes in the dryer in the basket, and went to kill some time, bemoaning the fact that I wanted to go home and make some headway on the dishes.

Then my mother pokes her head out of the bedroom, asks me for a cup of water, and asks me if I brought more laundry over. Me: Huh? My mother: All the laundry was done, I just wasn't feeling good enough to fold it. Me: Fuck.

So I here I set, wasting 2 hours of my life for no good reason. ;)
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