Well, I’m back in Weimar. I arrived this afternoon and was greeted by a neighbor with a friendly “back, again?” according to Anja’s translation.
And back I am. Between my laundry and the left-over laundry, I have at least six more loads to wash to run through the washer. Some how my two pair of blue jeans, one pair of denim shorts and denim jacket dried in an hour and a half, which has given me the opportunity to wash a bunch of things I don’t want going through the dryer.
I have to have it all silenced by 10 tonight, a scant 45 minutes from when I am typing this. House rules dictate the ending time, although I hope the neighbors will give me a bit of slack.
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