Laundry Room

As it's Sunday morning, the last day before I head back to work for the week, I decided I would head down to do my mound of laundry. Living in an aparment building I knew there was a good possibility of running into people, however I thought I would be safe to just scurry down and throw in a few loads. Tell me how I ran into so many new people and families that all wanted to be super chatty in the elevator. This normally would not be an issue as I love strangers, however I am positive that I had a very fashionable style of hurricane hair, dragon breath (didn't brush my teef) and I was wearing the most sweat-stained t-shirt i own. Hot mess, indeed. Lesson learned, never do laundry again.