So, with Buck’s and my Spring Break coinciding this year, I have to do something to keep us from having arguments the whole time.
One thing I’m going to do is to have him bag up all the clothes in his room, drive him to a laundromat, load him up with quarters, and leave him there until the job is done.
Then while he’s gone, steam clean the carpet in his room. It stinks in there.
Let him get a taste of the ‘real life’…as in, this is probably how you’ll do laundry when you move out on your own.
It’s the adult way of life, dude. It’s doubtful you’ll find an affordable apartment with a washer and dryer in it. Spending hours washing and folding and waiting. Should I warn him to take a book?