We don't have a washer or dryer, not so much because we can't afford them (we could work something out, one way or another, in spite of being short of money so often) as because we're going to have to install new plumbing that can handle the load. So, we go to the laundromat on Kings Boulevard, across from the Fred Meyer's.
Usually, I do the laundry by myself late in the evening, after Kathe is in bed, but today we did it together. It was quite enjoyable. Certainly less lonely.
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