My mechanical friend

I got my own washing machine yesterday! My friend Birger carried it up to the fourth floor almost by himself. He is Hercules. I love him for saying "I can do that" whenever I think "That's impossible." He is always right, which is sometimes really hard to take but comes in handy on occasions like this on. I'm happy. All I'm doing today is my laundry. Tons of it. At my own place. Funny how good that feels. Life appears to be a lot more easy if you're not forced to carry your dirty undies all across town all the time...