Saturday on the couch: Thoughts

I'm reading a book in which the main character crosses her fingers behind her back every time she tells a lie (mostly white lies). I wonder if the act of doing something to physcially represent your deceit cuts back on how often you lie? In her case, though, she seems to lie an awful lot. So maybe not.

It's sheet and blanket washing day for me, and I wonder if it's possible to wash your sheets and blankets without throwing the washing machine off balance. I always end up perched on top of the dryer in our creepy as hell basement waiting for the cycle to finish, paralyzed by the fear that if I walk away bad things will happen.