Top: Target — Pants: Thrifted — Flats: American Rag — Pendant and earrings: Gifts from Katie! — Bracelet: Gift from my mom (aww)
I’m not sure why I look so smug in these pictures. I promise that I only felt 1/16th as smug as my face would lead you to believe. (At most.)
Anyhoo. One of the great joys of moving to this new house is the washer and dryer next to the kitchen. No more laundry mangles for me!
It’s weird how luxurious it feels to be able to do a load of towels at home.
I’m pretty sure this is how I felt times fifty when we moved into our last place, which was a step up from the place before that in that it had a dishwasher.
Honestly, I’d rather go without on-site laundry facilities than without a dishwasher, but I think that’s only because there’s no laundromat equivalent where you can take a tub of dirty dishes to be washed in public. Speaking of, who wants to pioneer the dish-o-mat with me? We’ll make millions!