Wash Wash Yum,

We washed the huge Comforter on our bed yesterday. To wash the comforter we take it to out local Laundromat this is the only place w know which machines large for the job. This Laundromat is above the norm in cleanliness, assistance if needed an the machines all work. Still, I have never got used to Laundromats and I used to have to visit one at least once a week. Large communal machines where one deposits the most personal things hey own to clean and wear! These things you wash in these machines you will put on your naked body. But you got to wash, you gotta have clean clothes to play nice in our society. Dianne as going to go by herself and do the job but I had been cooped up in the house all weekend, the day was nice and I would have hated to do this job by myself so I went. I am pretty useless on an event such as this except for morale support—I hold soap boxes. Quarters I am a pretty good clothes basket ferrying clothes from washer to dryer or dryer to folding table.

Today’s job went by pretty fast I knew it would—in times past I have spent more then four hours at such houses of wash. I made Dianne buy me dinner at skippers when finished. I figured I deserved.