Think

Today I am not wordy. Is that a word?
I had to run around all over Anderson today, plus I had to wash comforters I hauled in my trunk off and on since last fall. NO kidding,
Two , that needed to go to a commercial washer.
I loaded them in the washers, Realized I had no stain removal, so I go to the dispenser.
Yep I shoved my .75 and did not read directions.
I am so glad the manager walked over and said, "Too Late now."
I wanted Bleach I had the knob under fabric softener.
He retrieved the keys, opened the dispenser and swapped with me, I thanked him and told him that was Me. Barrel ahead and never read the directions.

The sign said, "Do not overload with soap" OK then how much?
I have a 25 year old Maytag and it takes what I put and there is no problems. (Not that I am wasteful).
So I load it up, notice the second washer has quite a few suds.
I go to my car, drive to Walmart, Return the Shoe-dini, buy my printer cartridges, look around a little, then back to the laundromat.
My comforters were out of the washers in baskets. I thanked the lady and apologized for not being there sooner.
I noticed she was just loading up so I was not really late. (If she had waited 5 minutes I was there).
She walked up to me, (I thought she needed instructions).
"Do you know much about those washers?"
Me, "Nothing other than what I just did, load them, turn them on."
I was then given a lesson on usage of "that kind of washer."
I again apologized as she was hauling a huge bundle of suds to the sink. (MY suds)
Suds that was still coming out of the top of the washer.
As she made her second trip with a rag full of suds, I offered to help.
She declined. I apologized again while explaining I make mistakes every day.
Her husband then said, "I get the same thing every day."
I think that statement had a second meaning, Don't you?
I got out of there and walked to the dollar store.
I walked back, took my comforters out, still damp, and drove home. I was exhausted.

After a nice nap I woke to David walking in my room, My room as the spare room I sleep in during the day.
I guess I slept pretty sound.
Dinner, YEA. NOT GOOD,. As Usual.
Now I know why my Mom used to say, "I sure wish someone would cook for me, I don't know what to eat, just to have someone else cook/"
That is me now. I sure wish someone else would cook for me, and not Fast Food or a Restaurant or a Smorgy.
So that leaves everything out.

Now I officially vented, so have a great night.
Tomorrow, photos to take your breath away.
Night.