Dank

My [unfinished] basement has turned into a swamp. It was dry as a bone all winter, except for the two random warm days in February-ish when all the snow melted at once. The water seemed to soak right up from under the floor. Yikes. I guess I knew we had a "wet" basement, living on the lake and all, but I didn't know it was going to be like this. I'll have to share some actual pictures at some point. There is no way we'll ever be able to put a washer/dryer downstairs. I thought eventually we could, when we had the money... but I'm not jumping over puddles just to get to my laundry area!

Good thing there are plank crates on the floor. Since we don't have a garage, the basement is really the only place we have to store stuff. Which makes me nervous, even on the planks. Yet another reason why I think our house is fine as a rental, but not worth buying down the road.

Speaking of laundry...

I love doing laundry. As part of my preparation for my first day on the job, I'm doing loads... and loads... and loads of laundry at my parents' house today. Is it weird that I love doing it? I don't even mind the folding part, which seems to be everyone's least favorite. There's just something special to me about relaxing with a cup of coffee, with the gentle hum/rumble of the dryer in the background. It's soothing I guess. I think I've already been over this.

I have a few errands to run, including applying for a new social security card (seriously - what kind of idiot loses their social security card?!) and changing the address on my driver's license. Yes... I've been living at my current home 6+ months and I still haven't gotten a change of address sticker. Can you say SLACKER?