August 1, 2011 § 5 Comments
The laundromat is a great invention. Where else can you wash dry and fold a zillion loads in an hour and a half and read or write or run out on a quick errand nearby? Dutch Maid Laundry is the place to go-Oak Harbor, WA. Loads of beautifully kept commercial Maytag washers and Dexter industrial strength 25, 35, 45 and humongous 65 pound washers, all shiny and happy to see you, eager to be fed your weary work day togs and undergarments, wilted bedding, and grimy quarters.
And their dryers are huge and plentiful. Today I used six. With sticky notes. Because lately I’ve been forgetting things. I don’t really have that many clothes. I get distracted watching people and marveling at no matter who you are or what you do, at some point you have to take care of the laundry. We’re all there for one reason. An alternate to washing, I suppose, is you could throw the really rank items away and buy new ones. Maybe it’s cheaper than $10 for 2 washers and 6 dryers @ 25 cents every 7 minutes till things are dry, I don’t know. I never figured it out. But it might be if you’re prone to memory lapses…
At first it was a favorite sweater and a shirt. Luckily I remembered a couple blocks away so when I drove back to get them they were still in the dryer. Second time I got halfway home (10 miles) before I saw the Maytag label in my mind and gasped to realize I’d forgotten to empty an entire washer. Lucky for ME they were still in the machine. Third time it was that favorite sweater again -which should make me wonder how much it truly meant to me- and a couple new tops, but I’d gotten home (20 miles) and was into something else by the time I realized it. That night I drove back for the sweater. Didn’t care about the tops. Ironically the favorite sweater was gone and the new tops in the lost and found. Fourth round I was not so lucky. A dryer of dark shirts, long sleeved, cozy, great for my weeding jobs, and a favorite but holy pair of sweats. I didn’t miss them till the next morning when I went to put on the sweats as always and couldn’t find them anywhere. I’d even forgotten I’d been at the laundromat the day before! I jumped in the car and drove all the way back for them but they were long gone. Had to take myself to Island Thrift. I shop there now. And I save extra quarters by using Dryer by Nature. When a breeze passes over the deck all the clothes turn in unison like backup singers in a band.