laundromat

I remember my first time. It really was a rite of passage. Sitting there, independently, the machine spinning and me just staring at it's contents in revolution. And it was back then that I developed the laundry habits I have to this day (never fold clothes, stuff clothes in bag, go home).
Back then it seemed easier to find a laundromat that was not overrun with people, whereas today I have to be at one no later than 6AM to be alone. I'm not suggesting that people overtly do things to bother me when I'm there (the prototypical child runner who can't stop doing laps and screaming while the Mom seems powerless to control him or her).

I never thought I would want my own machines at home, for they take up space. I guess I still don't want a washer and dryer. I just want an environment that is becoming more difficult to find. I have a general dislike for having to "share space" with anyone (except for my cats who clean their own coats, by the way).

It's not unthinkable that I may revert to washing my stuff in buckets at home. This is something I have done before on a small scale. If I had the means maybe I would just discard things that are dirty but I don't like shopping for clothes (shopping in general has necessitated adjustments).

There is a 24- hour laundromat I know of whose location I would never disclose. Now some homeless sleep there so the ambiance is gone. Besides, It's over a half hour drive from my apartment.

The decline of everything is rampant ; creativity must be brought to make chores more enjoyable. And it always comes down to people- increasingly, their invasion of my space is more bothersome- to some degree, I will bleach them out. The use of chemicals offers some relief.