Peter is home, for 36 hours or so. He'll be with his Dad this weekend, then leaves around 10 am Sunday for Boy Scout camp.
So we're washing cloths.
Or, rather, I'm washing clothes.
Which, honestly, is not that difficult: run upstairs during a commercial, sort and throw first load in. Spin sheets in dryer. I'll run up in a bit during a commercial to take sheets out of dryer, put first load IN dryer and second load out.
But the bad thing is, I'm going to be doing the same thing NEXT Saturday. Peter will get home from Scout Camp about 2pm on Saturday, and will be home for a solid 24 hours this time, before leaving with his buddy Blake for the beach on Sunday.
Sheesh. I think it's time for Peter to learn to run the washer!
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