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It's icy and freezing and I hate it. I'm cold and trapped and even if my parking lot wasn't filled with ice, my car's still broken... and my toes are cold because I'm out of socks. Of course, while doing laundry I'm discovering how toasty my kitchen gets when I use my washer and dryer. I'm finding lots of things to wash. Curtains... potholders... all kinds of things- just so I can dry them and sit on top of my dryer with cookies and tea. It's lovely on top of my dryer. But there's only room for me.