Happenings in the laundry room

It’s as if the Bewitched theme song plays as I walk into the laundry room. There’s something magical going on in there. I never know what’s going to appear in front of my eyes as I open my front loader’s door. A few weeks ago, a couple macaroni noodles and the mall carosuel’s tokens. Last week, a whole $20 bill. I’m not talkin’ change here. A real twenty! I won the lottery.

This week, I didn’t feel as lucky.

Really, genie? Four lefts?

After all my name is Samantha. Maybe I should try to wiggle my nose for this one.


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