Sometimes (so, like twice), my roommates stray sock has ended up in my laundry and I don't notice until I'm upstairs sorting and putting stuff away. And instead of going downstairs to give her the grimy old sock (or placing it on top of the dryer), I throw it away (oh, and one pair of really sad, embarrassingly worn pair of undies). I feel like I'm doing her a service. So eventually she will have to buy new socks. It's not like they are expensive socks. I know it's a terribly rude thing to do, but the socks are really gross and I'm mostly annoyed it's in my stuff. Not that that excuses my behavior, but this is confession time, right? Worst roommate ever. Me, that is.
With the new regulations for water usage in my state, I have been trying to be more conscience of my consumption. So for the first time I did not pre-wash my dishes before putting them in the dishwasher. I just scraped off the large food chunks, and in they went. I know that soap commercials say you can just toss them in all dirty, but in the past food has still been stuck to the dishes. These were probably old and cheap dishwashers though... SO. With my dishwasher, the dishes came out clean! Yay! This is probably eye roll worthy news, but there you go.
This is also the first time I didn't have my confessions ready a week before. I wrote these yesterday while I was taking a break from laundry and dishes. You know, my favorite Saturday activities. Ha, I actually like the solitude alone time and that awesome feeling after everything is all clean and sparkly.