My plan was to fold laundry tonight. It’s been piling up on the chair in the bedroom for a few weeks now – and it’s started threatening to topple down toward the dresser. Besides, what could be more fun than housework?
Oh oh! <Waves hand wildly in the air> I know! I know!
Anything.
So I decided to call its bluff and see if the clothes would just fall into the drawers on their own.
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