Someday, I imagine, Tommy and I will have our own laundry space...with our own washer n' dryer...with coordinating baskets and storage nooks and pretty paint. Maybe.
Until then, we'll share a laundry facilities with allllll the other peeps in our apartment building. It's a lot like college dorm life, with the community basement laundry room...complete with random socks scattered on tabletops. It's not bad - it's free - which is clearly rad. But, with four washers and four dryers, and 7 floors of inhabitants, you can assume it's reallly realllllly tricky to get your laundry done.
Until I figured it out. Wake up at 6am...yes...even though it's your one day off allll week...and you can bust out TEN LOADS by 9:30am. Yep. I'm ready to conquer the world now that I concurred the laundry.