Where's Lassie?

I need more super hero underroos. I am up to my neck in projects, meetings, papers, power point presentations......Last night I had a 2.5 second melt down when I realized I had NO clean undies because I had actually forgotten to schedule personal care in my life. I had to take a Deeep breath telling myself its okay the world did not just fall apart. "I am not a failure because I forgot to wash my underwear". Then I did a uturn and washed some clothes before heading out into the brisk air again to study at the library.

The dirty laundry has opened a philosophical query for me. It might not get any easier then this for a while. What happens when I can't stop this rollercoaster ride to wash more underroos? Especially since I share a washer and dryer where I am lucky if its free 1 out of 3 tries. I guess I'll just have to go out and increase my surplus for now. That felt too capitalistic, buy my way out of a delema...does one really need a semester supply of unmentionables? At this point, the crisis has been averted. I am wearing a nice black and grey pair of boxers at this moment, so maybe I'll leave it as my life is really busy and I am not a failure because I forgot to wash my underwear.