So, with the cleaning out of the fleas, I had to do *all* of my laundry, even that which was "clean", because fleas infest clean clothes too. Well, to be fair, some of the stuff hanging up in the closet was good, so I left that be. But anything that was near the ground, on the floor, or, well, on the floor since I tend to dump everyhting on the floor... that had to be cleaned.
9 loads of laundry.
Well, that's not what you laugh at me for. Here's the kicker. So, anyone's who's lived with me knows that I hang up all of my t-shirts to dry, in addition to all of the blouses, skirts, dresses, etc. Basically, anything that I don't want destroyed anytime soon I hang up.
Well, today I ran out of hangers. So now I have not one, but two clotheslines strung across my bedroom to hold my t-shirts. Wow.