The husband is already sleeping. It’s 7:30. I’m sitting here alone eating weird food combinations and I just had this realization:
So, I always hear thuds and distant sounds and I just assumed there was an animal living in the walls or some squatter in the attic or maybe the place haunted or something. Tonight I hear the thumps and then about 15 minutes later I also hear the weird distant beeps and I fucking realized that I have stuff in the washing machine and dryer. I only put it together because I’ve done a few loads today and I happened to be upstairs when the washer finished and made this robotic chiming song and I thought to myself “wow I never hear that because I’m never upstairs when it goes off.” So, all this time I’ve been thinking my washing machine was a ghost.
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