So apparently I have this weird thing for clean laundry.
Because I seem to talk about it a lot.
I am fascinated with the Dry Cleaning place.
Is it weird that I always wonder how when they take your shirts and lay them in a pile, you get YOUR shirts back?
I love how they push a button and those shirts slide down a conveyor belt. I always think "They are going to give me someone else's shirts." But they never do.
And, is it weird that for a long time I thought I might want to own one of these?
Really, I did.
But, I was afraid of this:
You have to draw the line somewhere.