The only time finding money is bad

Laundry is peaceful for me.  There’s an unspoken satisfaction in it – a loving task for my family.  Clean clothes are hung in the appropriate closets, and others are properly folded and placed into the correct drawers.

In my heart I silently sing:  Beautiful people, you have all that you need; go forth and prosper!

Then this horrible dollar bill showed up.

At first I was all, “sweet!  I’m totally snaking somebody’s cash!”

Then I was like:

Wait.

What the FUCK?

I can’t even buy a COKE with this shit.

A DOLLAR?

This is what what FIVE loads of laundry is worth?

That’s BULLSHIT!

The good news:  my memory sucks, and I’ll forget all about this before it’s time to do laundry again (Friday).

Key take-away:  empty your pockets before you put your clothes in the hamper.

You heard it here – you’re welcome.

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