Hello!

As I currently live in an apartment, I wash my clothes at the laundromat. Yes. They have machines in my building

BUT BUT BUT

They’re in the middle of someone’s apartment cuz that was gandfathered in for old time’s sakes.

Yes! That person expects their space to be invaded.

EXCEPT

I don’t want to go into it for my laundry. As it feels like an invasion, I don’t feel like my clothes would get as clean.

I know! I know! I know!

This may all seem silly.

AND it comes down to this:

Laundry is about getting shit clean: Not taking on someone else’s stuff.

So?

I go to the big laundromat out by King Ave here in Billings despite it being a minute to get there…

It’s super clean with big windows and picnic tables to collect my thoughts. I also no longer wait weeks and weeks to do my loads cuz I don’t have resistance that I once did. Yes. My pile featured in the picture: A week. This woman does no dry cleaning.

Why go down this rabbit hole?

Laundry seems like such a simple task. My explanations to myself seem reasonable on the surface.

It is.

The complications come into play with all the noise around it. Like seriously dudes…

Seeing all written out?

Helps me to see how my brain did what it loves to do: overcomplicate shit.

WAIT THERE’S MORE!?!

This was a quiet energy suck in the back of my mind. Things like this??? So easy to let build up.

Pretty soon? Little to no bandwidth for more productive things.

I’m curious if you have things like this acting like hammer wheels in the back distracting from living life.

As always: Have a glamorous day for fun!!

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