“A picture is worth a thousand words..”
Frederick R. Barnard
(perhaps!)
Laundry has actually been a chore I have never minded. You can be doing so many other things while
doing it. (Back to the days of where life
was a long list of multi-tasking..) Now
there has been much talk over the years of all the things I have ruined as a
laundress. But, whatever, I did a lovely
job 85% of the time. And, you know what
they say ”You don’t like it? Do it
yourself!”
Dennisport beach |
without the Tower.. |
Wedding site.. |
So, now many years later, rebuilding my life, yet again, and
living in my city of dreams, New York, I now have no personal washer and dryer. Streeteasy has a
cute add campaign all over the MTA, NYC’s trains and buses, about apartments
and what it means to have made it home-wise in the Big Apple. Moving into the Hx3, I was consoled by the
fact that there was a laundry room in the basement. So, I simply took the elevator to the
basement, and was still able to get a lot of other stuff “done” while doing
laundry.
Last December having been told I must move, I quickly
learned that in this Metropolis, walk-up buildings have no laundry
facilities. Elevator buildings do. I have absolutely no idea why. So, when I found my beautiful new home on
Craigslist, it was immediately apparent there was no laundry onsite. One reason I didn’t take a one bedroom; really
didn’t want to traipse 3-4 flights with bags, etc. (And believe it or not my tiny studio has
more closet space than the one-bedrooms.)
Why I took my new home, and love it! |
Two weeks ago, I happily wandered over to my laundry-mat to
Dryers
not available”. A neighborhood man had
taken it upon himself to be the messenger.
The building had a gas leak. (There
have been too many of those in this city lately. Some resulting in homes and lives lost. Now it is not being taken lightly.) So, it would be a while before the building
had gas again. The man explained he simply had things hanging all over his
apartment. So, with memories of Mom
hanging out our clothes on two clotheslines on Houston Ave, I thought,
“O.K. I can do this.”
see a big sign.. ”Washing only.
see a big sign.. ”Washing only.
Walking home later that week, there was a new big sign on my
laundry-mat. “Closing for a few months
to renovate while the gas is being fixed.
Our sister shop around the corner is available for drop-off and
pickup. Sorry for the
inconvenience.” Oh, s… The talk in my garden amongst my new
neighbors, my new Lady Friends, was “Where
do we go?”
I accept my age.. |
bad.
Walking home from my stint in my Park (Central) the other evening I walked by “my
new” laundry-mat to check on their times.
I had one pair of clean undies left. I had no choice. A young guy was taping up a sign that stating
there were only 4 hours a week available for “self-laundry”. All had to be dropped off. I asked him what had happened. Their sister shop up in the 80’s was having
gas issues.
A month's worth of laundry! |
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