How the other half lives

[vanillafluffy]

So here I am, waiting for my clothes to dry. I threw everything into the wash except the schmatte I'm wearing, and made the mistake of programming the washer for "Sanitary"---which apparently means boiling everything for an hour and rinsing and spinning for another hour. Grr. Next time, I'll opt for "Express Wash". (I've never SEEN such complicated appliances---I think they're designed for MENSAns.) For clothes, anyway. I'm thinking seriously of grabbing my bedding from home and sanitizing that.

The weather is raw, wet and decidedly icky. I'm staying here instead of heading home to check my mail because it's supposed to clear up later, and I'm not going farther than WalMart in this slop if I can help it. (They have a WalMart even closer than I do, though I like "mine" better.)

I wish I could remember the dream I woke up from this morning. SPN, something about Gabriel getting drunk, spilling his flask on the bed so there were just a couple swallows left, "magicking" it back into the bottle and thinking as he chugged it, that it tasted like Tide. Go figure.
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The sun is peeping out...I may make a run to my place while it's still light out. Tomorrow is supposed to be clear and cold. Luckily, I packed plenty of layering pieces!