So the other night I had this dream that I was doing my laundry.  I’m in this dank, dark basement and I keep grabbing these large bags filled with clothes and transferring them to those laundrymat canvas carts.  But, I keep losing my laundry and I can’t track all of my articles of clothing which keep getting mixed up with other people’s.  I see other family members trying to help me hang up the laundry, but they can’t keep track of it all either.  So I feel agitated and annoyed and I even begin competing with a Mexican lady who’s beating me at hanging her laundry faster than me.  For some reason, I feel like I have to beat her at hanging laundry faster or something.

If anyone knows what the heck this means, then let me know.  And no…NOT A EUPHEMISM.


About Mema

I've been at this blogging thing since 2005, but I don't consider myself a veteran AT ALL. My posts are mostly well-meaning, fun anecdotes with the occasional random thought and a dash of humor for good measure. So sit back, relax, and stay awhile. And if you decide to browse elsewhere, just're missing out on an opportunity to meet (arguably) THE GREATEST PERSON THAT EVER LIVED. Overstated? Well, why not stick around to find out? Your call, tough guy. Or, gal. Or, martian.
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