Today I went to the laundromat for the first time.
Caleb was sick Friday night. I don't want to gross anyone out, so let's just say the guest room comforter had to be washed. And it's too big to fit in my washer. So I found a place not too far from home that has commercial sized washing machines. And it appeared from my research (online) that I could drop my laundry up and have them do it, or I could stay and wash it myself. I called this morning to find out the price difference. The difference was $6, and I decided my time was worth more than that. So I took the easy route and dropped it off. And I'm glad I did. For people who don't regularly frequent the laundromat, that place is intimidating! I would have had to ask how to work everything. And the machines aren't coin operated anymore either. They have a debit card system. I know, that makes so much sense. But it would still feel overwhelming to me, trying to figure it all out. I have a fear of asking questions. No, check that. I have a fear of appearing ignorant or inept.
Anyhow, I DO have a clean comforter back on the guest bed, ready for our Friday night guests. And hopefully Ethan won't succumb to the bug that both of his siblings have had.
Good call. I probably would've tried to do it on my own, but also hate feeling inept and would probably do something wrong. Glad it worked out for you!
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