This morning, as I was cooking breakfast, I heard a faint cry: "Heeeeelp! I can't get out of the bathroom!" Alas, it was my husband. Apparently, the clothes that were once stacked to twice the hamper height had decided to fall in the path of the door. Oops. Okay, so, um, I'm doing laundry right now.
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Love ya',
Heather