subtitle: Bless my heart, sometimes I just don't think things through.
We've been here, what? 3-3 1/2 weeks? However long it's been, it's high time we did some laundry. Since I'm the one sitting at home most of the day, I decided I'd be the one to step up and do the laundry.
Holy poo we have a lot of dirty laundry. No matter! I'm college educated! I know what quarters look like and how to insert them into machines! This will be the easiest thing ever!
Having decided to go to a laundromat, I sat down at the computer and began the first step: finding a laundromat. I type in "laundromat" into my browser's handy google window thingy and a mere fifty bajillion links pop up for laundromats in Baltimore. Hmm. I can't really just go to the place closest to my house, that's how you get your stuff stolen. Hmmm. Ooo! I'll just check out our city paper's "best of" list for the last couple of years. Jordan, you're brilliant and beautiful and everything anyone would ever want to be.
I find the winners from the last few years and use that to narrow my search. The winner from 2008 is located in Fells Point. A mere mile or so from my house! Excellent!
Brilliant idea: I'll knock out two birds with one stone and take Dill along with me! He enjoys walks and outdoors and pavement and peeing on things, surely he'll enjoy this adventure. I threw all the clothes (all the clothes that will fit anyway) in the new bag I got from the local army/navy store and prepared to go.
Poop, I totally forgot about laundry detergent. We don't have any of that yet. We do, however, have a big bag of soapnuts. Yes, soapnuts. *sigh* See kids, soapnuts are what you have in your house when you decide to live with a borderline hippie. Not the anglo-rasta hair wearing weed smoking hippie, but the worse kind. The kind that actually wants to help the environment and other people and animals...kind. Yeos had ordered these from the internet a few months back. They're some sort of natural berry or something that has the qualities of soap in them. or something. Okay okay, I admit I don't know exactly how they work, all I know is that all you have to do is put five of 'em in a sock and the job's done. Lacking any sort of alternative, I went to locate the soapnuts. and a sock. sigh.
Duffel bag filled with clothes, sock filled with soapnuts, Dill on leash, shoes on feet, I'm ready to go. It's then that I realize I'm the white person black comedians always joke about. I'm *that* white person. I swear I should get a stipend from the neighborhood for being their constant source of amusement.
Outdoorsy nerd shoe. Please note the chacos tan line. |
Ridiculously large bag of clothes. It's not only black for all covert ops, it's also functional! |
Dill always gets nervous whenever he senses an adventure coming up. |
Soapnuts? Check. |
Soapnuts in sock? Check. (Thanks Chris. I'm pretty sure it's yours. I would hate to use one of my own) |
Dill does not trust the soapnuts. |
Ready. To. Go. Nerd levels: maxed out |
Disaster happened almost immediately. First of all, I should never, ever have walked for the first time. That was a stupid idea. Secondly, I should have called the place to make sure they existed. Thirdly, I really shouldn't have left my GPS at home. Fourthly, when it wasn't where it was supposed to be, I should have gone back home right then instead of walking around for almost two hours.
Lessons learned people, lessons learned.
So instead of having any sort of laundry adventure, around hour 3 I was hot, miserable, and thoroughly sick of lugging around a huge bag of freagin' clothes. Therefore, I made the executive decision to stop somewhere and have a beer. Luckily, I was in Fells Point for most of the walk so finding a restaurant with outdoor seating wasn't difficult.
Not a bad view at all. |
The place was nice. I was scared it'd be crazy expensive, but my glass of miller lite was only $3 and they even brought out a water dish for Dill. awwwww
Dill approved of the stop. |
Cause everyone keeps a DS in their bag for emergencies, right? |
Ever the trooper. |
In conclusion, laundry didn't get done that day. Heck, I'm sitting here writing this on Monday and it still hasn't been done. Whoopsiedoodle. I'll be doing it tomorrow, during the 2 hours it takes for a shop to perform a safety test on my car so it can be registered. ugggghh. That process has also been a massive pain, but hopefully it'll be all worked out tomorrow. Rest assured I'll be most likely complaining about it here. =)
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