Well, my washer isn't working. Zach is supposed to look at it today - it's not spinning. I had to go old school on some of Maura's underwear last night in the bathtub - I suppose I could have used my abs, but that would have just been showing off, and I don't like to draw attention.
So, I'm praying that Zach can fix the washer today, so I don't have to lug dirty clothes all over creation, and then lug clean, wet clothes back home to dry. What a pain. And usually enjoy laundry!