I believe i have run out of clothes in my Hall room.
My bed has whole-heartedly agreed to be my official laundry basket cum bed. Thus, every night its an effort to clean up the bed before going to sleep. And here, i don't mean folding the clothes and putting them neatly in my laundry bag ( Well, i do partially blame it on sloth and that would be an entire blog post of its own). I take as much as my hands can hold and chuck them all on the chair on top of my bag, hoping that they all wouldn't end up on the floor over the course of the night.
The next morning, when i need my bag, i grab all the clothes and chuck them back on the bed. Believe me, its a tiring process.
I need to do laundry.
My bed has whole-heartedly agreed to be my official laundry basket cum bed. Thus, every night its an effort to clean up the bed before going to sleep. And here, i don't mean folding the clothes and putting them neatly in my laundry bag ( Well, i do partially blame it on sloth and that would be an entire blog post of its own). I take as much as my hands can hold and chuck them all on the chair on top of my bag, hoping that they all wouldn't end up on the floor over the course of the night.
The next morning, when i need my bag, i grab all the clothes and chuck them back on the bed. Believe me, its a tiring process.
I need to do laundry.
No comments:
Post a Comment