Last week, I bought what I thought would be a great laundry bag (at a generous 40% discount).
I quickly had buyers remorse when I spotted one I thought would be better. But I decided to stay the course. It's such a simple purchase but it ended up fitting perfectly in the corner of my bedroom. Instead of an unsightly overflowing laundry bag, I'm enjoying a nice neat corner where I can throw my socks. In short, I love it. Best of all, after laundry day is done, it collapses down to almost nothing.
Things I enjoy about living alone:
- It takes almost a week to fill the garbage. That frequently happened in a day.
- It takes almost a week and a half to use a roll of toilet paper. The Ex used to go through fistfulls of it.
- The bathroom light is off when not in use.
- The garbage never overflows.
- There is always ice in the freezer.
- The toilet seat is ALWAYS SHUT!
- The kitchen bar/counter is always cleaned of food and crumbs.
- I'm thinking ....
Despite the trepidation, I haven't run into either one of them since moving day. It can't last forever, but I like it.
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