I went to the Laundromat the other day. For those of you who have never been you are truly missing out on an experience of a lifetime.

And for those of you that have been . . . you have experienced enough for a lifetime in just one trip!

I remember how much I dreaded the thought of going. Hauling the mounds of laundry down the steep stairs on my way to the laundromat . . . and so like the postman . . . through rain, sleet, hail, and snow I go.

Perhaps while you sit at the laundromat with a magazine dated April 1962 you are calculating all the quarters you will need for the washing and drying process.

Timing is everything in this experience. You want to make sure that the “Business men of America” aren’t having a conference at the UTrain Motel and need to use the Laundromat at the same time: especially after the process of coming down the stairs and loading up . . . through rain, sleet, hail, and snow.

I remember this being one of the most difficult areas for me to transition after many years of having a washer and dryer in my home . . . oh the luxury!

But you know, I was so caught up in the difficulty of what I was going through . . . and yes, in this area of my life, I truly felt I was suffering . . . me, myself and I  . . . I wa... Continue Reading>>