laundry is evil.

[spiderpig]

I went to take the laundry in because my brother (I can't blame him?) forgot to do so before he left. Now normally I'd bring them in automatically, but today I was about to sleep when he left, and I told him that.

I'd safely assume that he'd bring in the laundry, or at least you know, remind me to.

But noooo.

I awake to like earth shattering thunder and blinding lighting to find that all the clothes are still outside and now SOAKING WET.

I struggle to bring in wet laundry, because we all know how heavy wet laundry is, and fell in the process.

I feel like a doofus.

EDIT:

My mum is so insensitive. She totally ignored the fact that I hurt myself.

I can never be a housewife.