I remember those big-city apartment days, Erin… do you have a bundle buggy? (that’s what we called them in Toronto. In England they’re “shopping trolleys,” I think…) Neither would work in Knoxville, as there are no subways, few sidewalks, and fewer laundromats.
The alarming thing is that this was only a few days’ worth of laundry… how things have grown since it was just me, then just me and my dh!!
My favorite laundromat from bachelor days was right across the street from my favorite pub, where I’d have a beer and eat a large pretzel with hot mustard while waiting for the loads to run.
I know, it brought me back too. Especially the smell that wafts out of the hot, gas-powered dryers… THAT’S a laundromat.
No pretzels or beer anywhere near by, unfortunately. And the nostalgia part grows old pretty quickly. Oh, for the day my replacement washing machine will come.
Wow, a soft pretzel with mustard? I’d be finished that and licking my fingers before the first spin cycle.
My favourite laundromat was one with a “broken” dryer. You put the clothes in and closed the door, and it spun them dry for free. Nobody thought to notify the proprietor.
PS (since everyone else is giving two comments) : I love how Jerry is illustrating how pre-washed laundry is much more interesting to a dog than is post-washed laundry.
Sometimes the laundromat is just SO awesome…I love bringing home all that folded laundry and putting it straight away…of course it’s only every 5 years when the washer goes out, but it’s such an awesome feeling.
You can tell you don’t live in Seattle. Where are your blacks? That’s half the laundry here!
When I lived in France I carried my laundry to the laundromat in a big cloth bag slung over my shoulder (it weighed a ton) and worried that I would still be carrying that d— bag even when I was 80. (I was 40-ish at the time and wondering why I was still living like an impoverished college student.)
But now I possess a clothes washing machine, here in my very own dwelling, which still amazes me to no end. I hope you, too, soon make this step “up.” Meanwhile, keep in mind that when you take laundry to the laundromat it all gets done at ONCE (no load after load).
Come to think of it, I guess there are plenty of people who would be thrilled to live as well as an impoverished college student. Still, I feel your pain.
Oh, and here’s my household “hint”: Start working on making your family feel guilty about wearing an item just once and then throwing it in the wash. It’ll help, really.
“Hello, yes, I’m having a coin emergency … I don’t have enough of them … can you help me out? I’m thinking forty or fifty rolls of silver dollars will help. Hello? Hello?”
Nice baskets. Even nicer rug. I’m still using an ancient Army duffel bag. And does that Laundromat have video games? I thought that was pretty savvy on the part of one Laundromat I used to use. That $20 bill changer came in handy then.
March 13th, 2009 at 4:08 pm
Don’t try this at home? I do this every week! Welcome to my world:
I have a 90 year old apartment and it’s (insert sarcasm) AWESOME.
March 13th, 2009 at 4:10 pm
Oh, and I don’t have a car!
March 13th, 2009 at 4:42 pm
I remember those big-city apartment days, Erin… do you have a bundle buggy? (that’s what we called them in Toronto. In England they’re “shopping trolleys,” I think…) Neither would work in Knoxville, as there are no subways, few sidewalks, and fewer laundromats.
The alarming thing is that this was only a few days’ worth of laundry… how things have grown since it was just me, then just me and my dh!!
March 13th, 2009 at 5:43 pm
I can actually smell and hear and feel the wonderful laundramat sensations coming through these pictures.
March 13th, 2009 at 5:48 pm
My favorite laundromat from bachelor days was right across the street from my favorite pub, where I’d have a beer and eat a large pretzel with hot mustard while waiting for the loads to run.
March 13th, 2009 at 6:06 pm
I know, it brought me back too. Especially the smell that wafts out of the hot, gas-powered dryers… THAT’S a laundromat.
No pretzels or beer anywhere near by, unfortunately. And the nostalgia part grows old pretty quickly. Oh, for the day my replacement washing machine will come.
March 13th, 2009 at 6:13 pm
Wow, a soft pretzel with mustard? I’d be finished that and licking my fingers before the first spin cycle.
My favourite laundromat was one with a “broken” dryer. You put the clothes in and closed the door, and it spun them dry for free. Nobody thought to notify the proprietor.
March 13th, 2009 at 6:29 pm
PS (since everyone else is giving two comments) : I love how Jerry is illustrating how pre-washed laundry is much more interesting to a dog than is post-washed laundry.
March 13th, 2009 at 10:21 pm
Sometimes the laundromat is just SO awesome…I love bringing home all that folded laundry and putting it straight away…of course it’s only every 5 years when the washer goes out, but it’s such an awesome feeling.
March 14th, 2009 at 7:04 pm
have you tried TNT? it gets rid of all the dirt. (and the laundry)
March 14th, 2009 at 8:01 pm
You can tell you don’t live in Seattle. Where are your blacks? That’s half the laundry here!
When I lived in France I carried my laundry to the laundromat in a big cloth bag slung over my shoulder (it weighed a ton) and worried that I would still be carrying that d— bag even when I was 80. (I was 40-ish at the time and wondering why I was still living like an impoverished college student.)
But now I possess a clothes washing machine, here in my very own dwelling, which still amazes me to no end. I hope you, too, soon make this step “up.” Meanwhile, keep in mind that when you take laundry to the laundromat it all gets done at ONCE (no load after load).
Come to think of it, I guess there are plenty of people who would be thrilled to live as well as an impoverished college student. Still, I feel your pain.
Oh, and here’s my household “hint”: Start working on making your family feel guilty about wearing an item just once and then throwing it in the wash. It’ll help, really.
March 14th, 2009 at 11:16 pm
“Hello, yes, I’m having a coin emergency … I don’t have enough of them … can you help me out? I’m thinking forty or fifty rolls of silver dollars will help. Hello? Hello?”
March 15th, 2009 at 7:32 pm
So you’re airing your dirty laundry for all to see- what’s next for almostgotit?
March 17th, 2009 at 4:39 pm
lavanderbay – Dogs may like dirty laundry (from my dog-owning days I remember that), but cats much prefer the clean laundry.
March 27th, 2009 at 2:06 am
Nice baskets. Even nicer rug. I’m still using an ancient Army duffel bag. And does that Laundromat have video games? I thought that was pretty savvy on the part of one Laundromat I used to use. That $20 bill changer came in handy then.