ok, so its saturday. i havent done my laundry in a month, so i figure i really need to get around to it. so i walked over to the nearest apartment complex with my 2 huge things full of dirty laundry and loaded them up.
it took me ALL SATURDAY to do my laundry. the dryers were ghetttttto and i dried my clothes in 2 dryers, 3 times each. the last time i came back, it was around 7pm, and half of my laundry is strewn all over the table (because someone didn't have the patience to wait until i got back and unloaded it myself). this alone, is pretty embarassing. the other half of my laundry is still soaking wet. its been a long day, joshua was sick, i was getting sick, and i was MAD! i loaded up all my laundry (wet clothes and all), and took it out to joshuas car.
as i was loading it into the car, i look over and see that a pair of my underwear had fallen out on the dirty snow. fabulous. i walked over, and decided it would be better to pick it up and throw them away then just leave them lying there in the parking lot, or take the trouble to rewash them. so i picked them up and threw them in the back of joshuas car, with the intention of throwing them in the trash later.
the weekend goes by. me and joshua are deathly ill. school is crazy. i have a friend staying with me, etc etc etc. so this morning im sitting at my desk at work, and i get a little text message from my lover. it says "theres a pair of your underwear in my car. scandalous." i was like ohhhh crap. and its bad enough that i forgot them in there, but the worse part of it all is that his roomate and his girlfriend discovered them.