How cool would it be if I could just click on my clothes in a picture, and they fold themselves and tetris their way into the bag? That needs to be a thing. Medication, medical record summaries, emesis bags, and the leaning tower of nudie slayers.
My collection of food is on the kitchen table, cooler will be packed tomorrow morning, and manchild laundry will be rotating continuously for the next 12 hours. Apart from stuffing things into bags, it’s all organized into piles, so the work is mostly done. We don’t need no stinkin’ sleep. Although….when I finish doing our taxes, I’m going to take a nap because I’m hallucinating. I haven’t seen ceiling monkeys yet, and I hope to keep it that way! Creepy fuckers. 😑
The maintenance man who let himself in and yelled “maintenance” 5 times at the top of his lungs was no hallucination. Holy hell, I about wet myself. It’s spring inspection time, and they didn’t bother to leave notices this year, so it was completely unexpected. I had to run for pants. Don’t judge. Some of us like to pack all of our PJs before trips, and run around pantless to save dirty clothes from piling up. Dude ruined it.