Alright, ladies and gentlemen—the moment we’ve all been waiting for. That’s right: I’m officially headed out.
Out of laundry and I’m headed to the laundromat.
Have you been you paying attention?
Truth test: Did that photo excite you? Surely you’re not clinging to hope, you know what they say about that.
Take a good look at this photo here. It’s only a note from Peter.
My washing and drying machine door handle broke. Turns out it wasn’t a child lock after all. Just one of those things that needed a little preventative maintenance—but instead, it wore down over time and called it quits.
And isn’t that the way life goes? Things break. Systems fail. We can ignore them or we can face them. We can cling to what used to work or we can transform and keep moving forward.
So, today, I prioritized. I executed. I said a quiet farewell to my faithful washer-dryer and packed up my laundry basket for new horizons.
Because sometimes, even the small things remind us: progress waits for no one.