Sooo not cut out for Pensic

Prefatory note: if my landlord reads this: can you send an e-mail with the name of the people who fix our broken appliances?

I woke up this morning and found out that our dryer is not functional. Unfortunately, I didn't make this discovery until after I had a huge load of wet laundry in the dryer, and my sheets and towels already beginning the wash cycle in the washer.

It's amazing how quickly one's zen evaporates when it is seven-thirty in the morning and already extremely hot and humid. While usually I identify more with the Road Runner (and she's purple!), I am embarrassed to admit that, for a while there, I seriously resembled Taz, dervishing around the house and snarling my power word (hint: it rhymes with duck), but Alexx remained calm and talked me down.
Still, I don't usually hit the Coke bottle quite this early. I love refrigeration. I also love Amazon Prime, which will send me emergency clean underwear with free two-day shipping.

I now return to stringing clothesline around the aerye (yes, I'm the aerye.

Bookshelves!

I bought myself new bookcases for my birthday and they just arrived! My day is totally saved. I think the UPS guy might have been a little taken aback by witnessing a blind woman get so excited about bookshelves.