I may need some laundry shtick now. Yesterday I left Jacksonville, Florida at 8am after being at Waffle House at 3 am, went home to DC, took dog to vet, cut the grass, caught a late evening flight to Detroit, went to sleep at 3, up at 8.
Helped my Dad fix his dry wall, had lunch, drive to lake house 2 hours, cleaned place for 3 hours, went to eat, Walmart, watched Tigers game, drank half a bottle of Mio energy, and now I'm doing laundry and I think my neighbor is chopping up a body in his basement.
No way I live to 70, no chance.