the dance of the ink riddled fingers

hang me out to dry

Posted in "stuff", 52 pickup by enisea on 07/09/2011

Please note: these photos are not sequential, they are simultaneous scenes [of horror].  I’m not looking forward to the folding process. 1 load yet to be washed, 2 loads to be collected and added to the 3 loads not yet folded. This is the accumulation of what didn’t need to be so overwhelming.  This is what happens when the parents go on holidays.  I’m going to burn hours folding half of the household’s wardrobe. Wonderful.

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