I was like:
Why would I have to do laundry again?
Why wouldn't I be able to make it six more days?
Etc.
You know how this goes.
Once I know what I'm up against?
I'm all good.
It's the never ending moving of the goal post I can't stand.
Two days till the rest of my life?
Not a problem.
Who do you think your fucking with here?
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