Musings from the laundromat: Early Journey and Earfulls


Journey is telling me “Don’t stop … Be-lieving” in the background.  My view through very tired eyelids is that of the rainbow umbrella.

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I literally JUST woke up, threw a pair of shorts on, grabbed my laundry, grabbed Nic’s and drove here.

Was immediately met by Glaucoma Man who waxed ever so unpoetically about his credit card company.  And, “I don’t think she’s even in there!”

Doors opened and when I had a brief moment alone with Laundry Lady, she unburdened herself on me too. “He shows up at 7!  We don’t open until 8!  And he keeps peeking in all the windows.”

Can I go back to bed?

My laundromat shouldn’t be this dramatic should it?

Then again, I don’t have room to talk.

I manage to make a quiet Saturday night full of drama.

I’m tired of it.

Tired of drama.

I think, I’m just … Tired.

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Glaucoma man is already emptying his machine of his wash.  How is that possible? I still have 15 minutes left on mine and we got here the same time.  Although, I did have that chat with Laundry Lady.

She’s looking less like a chipmunk today.  Waiting for her antibiotics to finish their job so she can get the offending tooth yanked from her mouth.

There’s a plaid wearing, camouflage hatted man next to my machines.

Only men today.  4 men today.  I find myself wondering about how they learned to do laundry.  There was a time they were young and someone taught them.

I look at everyone and wonder about them.

But when I’ve just awoken, I don’t need to know everything at once.  lol.

I’m ready to go back to bed.

And I won’t stop believing if I can just get a little nap.

 

 

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About debaucherysoup

I've traveled 4 continents, affording me experiences and adventures to last a lifetime. Most important was the exposure to other cultures, beliefs and lifestyles. I'm also mom to one of the most amazing human beings I know.

Posted on October 9, 2016, in Humor, Musings from the laundromat, Uncategorized and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. 8 Comments.

  1. My mother taught me, her reason being that she didn’t need to be a servant for a perfectly capable teenager. I think it was to teach me how to be responsible for myself, really, and I am eternally grateful to her for loving me enough to let go of her little boy, help him become a man.

    Too much, I know, but I grabbed the opportunity. Always love the way you share your world!

  2. I would be more worried about those guys if I were you. Sunday at the Laundromat for a guy at this time of the year, they are up to no good! Keep your eyes on them and your clothes.

  3. I bet your boyfriend wouldn’t like you glancing at other men at the Laundromat.

  4. I am sure he would love you anyway, even if you were glancing at the gum underneath the folding tables area.

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