Things didn't get get out of hand until Wednesday, really. I did manage to get the trash and recycling bin out to the curb, but thought that the laundry could wait until the weekend. I was wrong about that; I got up to run on Thursday morning and realized that I was down to my last sport bra, the one I've avoided wearing for quite some time, and my last pair of acceptable socks. I need to wear socks that completely cover my ankles because if I don't, I will kick myself black and blue and bloody. I've always wondered how many seconds per mile I waste doing this, but I digress.
I got to bed very late on Thursday night because I couldn't sleep and because I wanted to answer an email from an old high school friend, which got rather lengthy. I mean, my missive was long, probably scaring off this person for a very long time. When I was ready to turn in, I realized that I'd taken the sheets off the bed that morning to wash, along with my running stuff, so I pondered a bit, considering the idea of just sleeping on the futon for the night and putting off sheet-installment 'til the next day, but decided against such procrastination.
When I got home from work today, I tried to sort through the mail and throw away stuff, I really did, but it was awfully daunting. When I finally folded the clothes that had been sitting in the dryer all day ( and night), I had to iron. Iron.
Oh, I think I forgot to empty the dehumidifier today...and the yard needs to be mowed.
I wouldn't last long, living alone. I'd be buried in laundry, packed lunches, trash, and mail. It's a good thing that I've gotten attention from our parents, or I'd have eaten nothing but popcorn, leftover pizza, and beer all week.
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And some souls aren't any help. Ekim returns in less than a week...I'll try to have things under control.