spin spin spin, round and round...thanks to this little older lady who suggested I use the extra 50 cents, it's worth it! The time saver spin machine, she stuffed my comforter right in there and for a few minutes and a few quarters, it rung out a good amount of water from the washer, before being entered into the dryer. So those 2 extra quarters saved me the rest of my time Saturday afternoon! ha. Nothing like a little Saturday morning stroll in the laundromat. Interesting people? you bet.
I only brought my comforter. I couldn't imagine having to go to a laundromat weekly to do my laundry or once a month, with 2 decent size gray bins, and a trash bag full of clothes and sheets. There goes your whole Saturday! But maybe I spend that much time doing my laundry weekly or biweekly, with multiple loads in the convenience of my own home. Convenience, there you have it kids, the missing word when talking about the mighty inviting laundromat. I mean what's more inviting than the sweet smells of laundry detergent and common folk, and the scratchy, skidding sounds of the uneven laundry carts shared by all. College kids, dating couples, single mothers, married couples, elder ladies and men.
Laundry, just another thing we take for granted, the ability to do our laundry in the comfort of our own home without the planning of our day wrapped around it. I walked right in there, having only been to a laundromat (a different one) one other time, thinking I knew what I was doing, only to realize me and my Saturday morning benefited greatly from the kind assistance of others. I tried to hide my coach purse and it helped that I wasn't all dolled up from Friday's snow day, in fact I hadn't even showered since Thursday morning, so I felt a little better about that believe it or not. Funny how I didn't know these people, and probably won't be there again for awhile, well at least until the comforter needs another washin'...but only now when I am writing this, am I thinking consciously about the fact that yeah, I did seem to be hiding my purse, and I wasn't embarrassed about my attire or presentation. To think I had any idea I knew what I was doing, when this place was second nature to her. So thank you for not thinking I was better than you or that I may for a split second thought I was better than you, because I'm not.
We all have a story, a past, a background, that helps shape and mold us into the person we become later in life, they're not for me or you to judge, but to embrace and help each other. Does anyone ever really make it on their own in this life?
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