friday night.

Growing up sucks. Especially when your Friday night comes to doing laundry and cooking a meal. For yourself. I can't believe I go through that much laundry. I wish there was a cleaning fairy that would clean and do laundry. Maybe when I sell my first book or screenplay, I can hire someone to do it for me. Or I can pay my mom to live with me and my husband and she can do it. It always seems like moms like doing that stuff even though the say they hate it.