Now here's the rub... I was SO FRUSTRATED, just trying to get out the house. I couldn't find this & I couldn't find that.... (That's the one thing about sharing space with others.... They don't put things back where I can find them! Or things will run out & when I go looking for it is when I find out when nothing was said!)
Any way... y'all I let out an extremely shrill, angry scream & picked up something & threw it at the floor.... I must have woken the neighbors with that... but I really didn't care...
Next thing I know my Dad says' "If I did something wrong let me know!" (He put the clothes I dropped over in the car on the backseat, whereas I usually throw it in the trunk... I was sort of peeved because usually when I really need help with something, I don't get help the way I want.... ) Mom nearly ran up the stairs....


It was FUNNY! But I was so peeved because I can't stand how I wake up early & am STILL late going to where I need to go.... It's so annoying to me... & well, with the laundromat, if you don't get there b4 6am & be ready to bolt into the place to grab machines, you may not get any or the ones you want by 6:10am!
I sped down the road to get there QUICKLY.... Drove like a madwoman, but I did get my machines.... & get this y'all.... When I got there like 3 to 5 minutes after 6, all the machines I would have used were already taken! I figured that would happen & sorted my clothes out to use the small, top loader machines.... I was glad I did that! ....

My Dad even helped me set every thing up & get started. Dad to the rescue! Because I know if I didn't have help I would have been even more of a wreck than I was!