Toward the afternoon, I have to start working on the laundry. Boo. Hiss. It's been in the laundry bin for two days now, so I imagine when I dump it out for sorting, it will be like a miniature Devil's Tower in the hallway. I really wish there was a Jetson-like invention to take care of the laundry for me.
Wouldn't it be nice to just toss your clothes onto a conveyor belt and they run through the wash and dry cycle? Then you could watch them come out the other side either folded, or hanging directly in the closet?
Yep. Appliance designers should get right on that. ;o)