Darien Gee Quotes
She's Come To Realize That Life Is A Bit Like Doing Laundry
you Have To Separate The Darks From The Lights. One's Not Necessarily Better Than The Other
they're Just Different. They Have Different Needs, Require Different Levels Of Care. She Knows Plenty Of Customers Who Don't Give It Much Thought And Throw All Their Laundry In Together, And Maybe That's The Chaotic Part Of Life That Just Happens, That No Matter How Hard You Try, You Can't Always Keep Things Separate. A Red Sock Gets Mixed In With A Load Of Whites, Or A Delicate Black Top Gets Washed In Hot Water By Accident. These Things Happen. All You Can Do Is Learn From It And Move On. Tell Your Husband To Enjoy His Pink Underwear, Give Your Shrunken Top To Your Little Sister Or Niece. But It Doesn't Mean That You Stop Sorting Your Laundry. You Keep Sorting
lights From Darks, Darks From Lights
and Hope For The Best.
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