I must be getting homesick because I'm longing for my washer and drier and my dishwasher. Loading up the laundry and driving 10 miles to the laundromat every week is getting a little old. My washer doesn't beg for quarters and never sports a sign saying "Out of Order". I don't have to listen to Spanish television while my clothes are drying or wish I had a broom to sweep the messy floor. Besides that, my bathroom has toilet tissue and towels. I guess if we choose to live in Paradise all winter, we have to make a few sacrifices!
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