So right now I am at the Colony laundromat doing a gigantic tubload of laundry due to a shortage of laundromats near our house. Since our washing machine blew out a gasket we have to tough it out. The character building thing about it is that it sure makes you appreciate the appliances in your house that make work easier. You have to lug the the laundry to the car, load it in, drive to the mat, get a cart, take it out, sort it, make change for dollars, put it in the washers...wait, take it out and then transport it to a dryer where you have to wait again all while listening to telemundo blaring on tv. I can certainly understand why families come here since it can be a several hour affair. I even made some rookie mistakes since I haven't been to a laundromat since I dont' know when. After taking 3 loads out of the washer, I transported them to what I thought was a row of dryers, but were actually a different model of washer. Upon realization of this, I had to take the laundry out of the three washers again and roll them over to the actual dryers. A guy that looked like Peter Cetera from Chicago was staring at me as I was taking hubby's undies out of the dryer.
Besides escorting hubby from bathroom to bathroom in the mall on Saturday, this had to be the highlight of my weekend. The funny part is that I had to rummage through the trash for some used dryer sheets since I didn't remember to bring them from home. I probably looked like a really sad case. When all was said and done, a full six loads was done and lugged back home. I can say after all that rigamarole, that I will sure appreciate our new washer when it comes in on Saturday.