I hate doing laundry but I hate going somewhere else to do it even more. Now that
I don’t have a washer to do it at home I realize that I would be much happier if I had one at home, in my house just so I wouldn’t have to lug my dirty laundry to the
Laundromat or to my moms house and lug my wet laundry back home again. When I take it to my moms I have to make sure she is not already doing laundry or is not home (yes I try to avoid my mom) because I don’t want to be sociable.
I have to find Beth and get my washing machine back- if she didn’t sell it. I let her use it while she was living in my parents’ rental house, but she was recently evicted and I don’t know where she moved to, or even if she still has my washer. The washer was a spare I had that someone had given me that I didn’t need at the time but I felt bad about taking back when mine broke because she was (past tense) my friend and I felt like she needed it more than me and I had the opportunity to use my parents washing machine.
Of course then I found out that she totally screwed my parents over- she owes them over $2000 in rent, plus damages to the house that she was renting- she did a lot of damage to the house before she left. She owes me $485. This girl has been my friend since we were 15; we were best friends in high school. We went through a lot together. This hurt a lot. I feel so betrayed; she not only betrayed me, but my parents. I feel terrible about what she did to my parents, like it is my fault.