
When Flannista walked into the studio on Monday, Mike looked up and said, "Weren't you wearing those same clothes two days ago?"
Sigh. I had indeed been wearing the same clothes two days earlier.
When I got home on Saturday morning, I dumped the clothes out of my suitcase, stuck them in a plastic garbage bag and took them over to Matissta's house. Because of the cold temperatures, I've had to disconnect the hot and cold water hoses from the back of my washer and can't use it. At Matissta's, I washed and dried my clothes, folded them and stuck them back into my suitcase when I got home.
I'll do the same thing this weekend.
So take a good look, folks, at what has been Flann's home for the last six weeks . . . with two more weeks to go. It ain't pretty, but by gawd, my underwear is clean.
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