No, I'm not about to disclose any dirty secrets, or whatever the subject line is supposed to mean. It's meant more literally.
This week is a series of lasts, and today was my last chance to turn in my laundry, which is collected between 9 and 9:50am on certain mornings. Except that this morning, for some inexplicable reason, they decided to collect it at 8:50am. So when I went to drop off my dirty duds shortly after 9, I had missed the deadline. So I now have an increasing pile of dirty clothes to carry around with me to Kuwait.
But even if I never had the chance to launder anything again until I got home, I think I'd still be happy. Now that my return is a virtual certainty, it's very hard to disappoint me with anything. Even very bad internet connectivity and a very busy schedule as I turn over with my replacement (poor excuse for lack of a post yesterday, I know.)