Rant of the Day:

You're a stay-at-home-mom. Additionally, you have a relative visiting and helping you with the kid. Why does 6/6:30 PM on a Wednesday all of a sudden seem like the perfect time to not only do laundry, but to monopolize all of the laundry machines in the building? I mean, it's not like you couldn't do all your extensive laundry at any other time of the day. Preferably while the rest of us are slaving away in our putty-colored cubicles. I guess it would never occur to you that you might be inconveniencing many of your neighbors. But then again, you have a toddler in a studio apartment with no rugs on the hardwood floors, so I guess it really is all about you and your spawn anyway.

(but I'm not bitter)