As it was my day off, and I had nowhere to be, I slept in like a champ. I woke up at an almost reasonable hour and prepared myself for the Herculean task ahead of me: laundry.
In my defense, I know how to do laundry; my momma didn't raise no fool. But there's a certain difficulty that comes with doing laundry in machines that have no knobs. At one point, I scrubbed my clothes in the sink. Which in itself is not a problem, but I'm dreadfully uneducated in the art of washerwoman singing, so I don't think the job was done properly. Maybe I'll just stick to the Kenmore.
My day hanging around doing laundry also gave me a chance to interact with some of the other residents of the guesthouse. I've found that most of them know my name, despite the fact that I've never introduced myself to them. I'm assuming that's a good thing. All in all, they're a friendly bunch, always asking how the day went, and surprisingly, remembering. People ask me how the diving's been or how my ear is coming along, which is somewhat refreshing. A few of them aren't from Australia, so there's an interesting blend of accents to be heard.
Now back to studying for the Physics test tomorrow, hopefully I can get that finished at a decent hour. And I still have clothes that need drying.
Yours in Exasperated Laundering,
Robert
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