New experience
In addition to having a new residence and a new job and a handful of other new experiences, today I had my very first laundromat experience EVER.
In addition to everything else that needs to be finished in my apartment, my landlord has yet to put the washer/dryer hookup in my basement. Hence, I had to use the laundromat.
At the beginning, I was extremely intimidated. On my way, I almost turned around and told myself I would do my laundry on a weeknight so there wouldn't be as many people there. But I stayed. When I got there, I noticed that in the midst of my nervousness, I forgot my laundry detergent and softener. I thought, oh no, this is horrible, I have to go home. But I guickly noticed the machines that sold individual portions of soap and softener. So I stayed.
After I got my change and got my clothes in the washer I sat down and started reading my novel I had brought along. It was then that I relaxed. Then I noticed that the laundromat wasn't so bad. The people minded their own business, and it was large enough that I didn't have to fight for machines, and it was alright.
I lived. And I think I'll grow to love the relaxing time that I spend at the laundromat ... that is, until my landlord gets off his ass and puts in the hookup.
In addition to everything else that needs to be finished in my apartment, my landlord has yet to put the washer/dryer hookup in my basement. Hence, I had to use the laundromat.
At the beginning, I was extremely intimidated. On my way, I almost turned around and told myself I would do my laundry on a weeknight so there wouldn't be as many people there. But I stayed. When I got there, I noticed that in the midst of my nervousness, I forgot my laundry detergent and softener. I thought, oh no, this is horrible, I have to go home. But I guickly noticed the machines that sold individual portions of soap and softener. So I stayed.
After I got my change and got my clothes in the washer I sat down and started reading my novel I had brought along. It was then that I relaxed. Then I noticed that the laundromat wasn't so bad. The people minded their own business, and it was large enough that I didn't have to fight for machines, and it was alright.
I lived. And I think I'll grow to love the relaxing time that I spend at the laundromat ... that is, until my landlord gets off his ass and puts in the hookup.
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