Wednesday, August 29, 2007

A wash of a night

I remember when I was house hunting here that finding a place with a washer and dryer was not that important to me. I don't know, somehow I thought it might be somehow romantic to have to go wash them at a laundry mat or take them somewhere to be washed. Even though never in my history of living at the four corners of the country have I ever had to do that. So why I'd think that would be fun, I don't know.

Fortunately, in the end I was able to see the err of my thinking before it became the err of my ways. And I found a house with a washer and dryer. Free laundry. No Colonial Homes, but good nonetheless.

However, due to some remodeling of the ol' lundry room and the fact the washer and dryer are currently in the yard I'm at the washeteria tonight and have been forced to wash it out old school with a fistful of quarters.

It would royally suck if I had to do this every week. Thankfully, this is the same place where I had to do my wash my first week I got here so we're old friends when you think about it.

Thank god they've got free wireless and good coffee.

(photo taken with PhotoBooth which for some reason shoots flopped images—the kind of thing you don't notice when it's pictures of your face)


Blogger Danelle said...

... and of course you load the machine with clothes, deposit quarters, dump in detergent - and it's broke.

... or so is my experience with washing machines at laundromats.

12:16 AM  
Blogger Howard said...

Thank god this time it all worked out and I was out under an hour.

12:55 AM  

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