Who says procrastination doesn’t pay off?
Six flights of stairs with smelly/wet/hot clothes was not my idea of a relaxing afternoon. So I’ve been hoping and praying that our occasionally defunct elevator would start working before I ran out of skivvies.
Luckily the repair men had our back on this one. They had us up and running just as Cody ran out of undershirts, whew! Today I relished in packing our 5 loads of laundry in the elevator and simply pushing a button to descend on the basement. Ahh 18th century technology at it’s greatest!