ah summer. the thing about the summer heat in my first living-in-brooklyn summer, is that i now have to do laundry quite frequently. the cost alone of some of even the most jankiest of laundromats can be considerable, depending on the size/cost per load of the laundromat's machines.
and how many machines is important too; not only are you spending your time washing, then drying, then folding, but also time waiting for available machines. there is a method in the madness of the design.
luckily, the laundromat near my home is actually within walking distance, thus accommodating the sometimes necessary practice of waiting altogether too long until it's time to do a load (or four) of laundry.
sure, the desire for freshly washed/dried clothing sometimes outweighs the desire to rid your hamper of curious smells, but isn't it also a matter of levels of laziness? in my case, perhaps but it's not an absolute.
the most obvious and simultaneously hilarious thing about having to do laundry is when to actually do it. do you have a schedule? is there time to do laundry?
or are you of the group of people who try to be that cool dude or lady that does their laundry at all odd hours of the day and is too cool for laundry, so that when you actually do laundry, it's like you're kicking laundry's ass?
i find those people more lost in the fray than others, as they find themselves surrounded by the masses of normals who are there doing their thing, unintimidated by the flurry of automated machines, telenovellas on the oddly-placed widescreen plasma television monitor, occasional video arcade game, and of course, the laundromat-staple: the 50-cent things-in-a-plastic-bobble-bubble vending machine.
can't survive without 20-year old gum or razzies or l'il homies or spongebob sqaurepants trinkets now can we?.
my advice for summer laundry, or any laundry for that matter. do it, and do it when you feel it's the right time. if you haven't the pleasure of living in a place that offers free laundry machine usage, then get thee to the lavanderia near you.
you can find me sitting in those ugly chairs that are all stuck together. i'll be the asian looking one doing the crossword puzzle.
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