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Broken keyboard musings from the laundromat

I had an amazing chat with laundry lady this morning, but since I spilled an entire cup of juice on my keyboard last night, it won’t be shared.  When I type it comes out completely weird with extra letters and touch typing the screen is a pain in the arse, so … You get photos.  Just know, I woke up waaaay late, tossed a Thor shirt on, brushed my teeth and then my hair and gathered it into a pony tail and left quickly!  Found out laundry lady walks to work.  She’d also already reset wi-fi for me and made coffee.  Bless her heart.  Now for the pics.

Here’s Draper: AKA ‘Le Drape’image

 

And Butters and Le Drape:

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And, something that cracked me up because it’s been SO hot this last week:

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Of course, we only had that one snow fall on New Year’s Eve, but, still made me smile.  Reminded me to quit complaining. Lol.  Happy Sunday everyone.

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Musings from the Laudromat: Meditation, Math & the answer is Yellow Edition

This is truly a beautiful sight …

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No, not the man in the hat, although, I’m sure he’s a lovely person.

It’s just such a relief to have had the pick of the washing machine litter.

No sign of glaucoma man – so I am sitting in peace and quiet, enjoying the hum of the machines and gentle whoosh of the air conditioning – while gazing about at the few patrons.

It’s funny how this place has become something I look forward to when I once dreaded the trip.

The sounds are calming – the scent of detergent and softeners are soothing.  It’s like a little vacation.  Laundry meditation if you will.

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Just stepped outside for a moment and was captured into a fitted sheet conversation with an older man.

“Let me ask you something.”

I turned my gaze from the quiet highway to his weathered face.

“I just bought a queen sized mattress for my 5th wheel – it’s 6 foot 2 inches long and about five feet across …”

At this point, I’m wondering if he’s winding up for a word math problem, and I’m starting to panic, because I never did know how long it would take a train to get from one place to another if Johnny had 10 apples and Martha needed change after sharing a hotel room with three of her friends after tipping the damn bell hop.

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You know, THOSE word problems.

So, I hold my gaze and pray I know the answer.

“It’s about this thick (gestures with hands) Do I have to get special fitted sheets?”  (Phew!)

“No, not if it’s that thick.”

Continued my very helpful answer with a few store suggestions after he mentioned going to one of the pricier places in town.

“See you inside!” I said – a little chirpier than necessary.  I think I was still glowing from getting the answer right.

He’s folding his quilt now, and it’s a chaotic lump of a decent attempt.

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Meditation time is over … just had a small child in a yellow top put his yellow dump truck in my yellow laundry cart and start to make off with it – along with my purse.

“I’m SO sorry!”  Said small childs mom.

“That’s ok – he’s having fun.”

Good thing he can’t talk – because I don’t have any more answers today.  He might have needed to know how long it would take his dump truck to reach another cart if he added a juice box  into the mix.

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