Throw A Dollar In The Washing Well

A few weeks ago, I was preparing to spend a week in Texas with my team from work. {Those stories are coming soon, I promise.} Since we were leaving early Monday morning {which is typically my day off}, I had to do all of my grown-up, day-off tasks on Sunday instead. This week, it meant about five loads of laundry. 

You know those times when it seems like every towel {bath, beach, hand, kitchen} is dirty at once...and it just so happens to be about the time that all of the transitioning-from-cold-nights-to-warm-nights bedding needs to be washed too? And what do you do when you live in a new apartment complex with one washer and dryer set that really isn't large enough to hold two comforters, let alone dry them in one $1.25 load? You grab a friend and a Frosty and head to the local laundromat.

// ATTENTION: Wendy's now serves Frostys in WAFFLE CONES. If you haven't tried this yet, get on it. //

I had never really been to a laundromat before. I mean, I've seen it on TV, and I've passed through one or two for various reasons, but I didn't really know what to expect when we arrived. 

Thankfully, Cheryl was willing to come along to share a snack, catch up on recent travels, and document the day.

Alright. Washing Well. It's awesome: clean, uncrowded, reasonably priced, quiet. Also, there was a really nice breeze, which is essential when it is the middle of July and you're in a room full of gigantic dryers!

I threw all of my stuff in to four side-by-side washing machines and then we set out to take some photos that would pass the time and cause the other patrons to stare.

Channeling Rachel in the laundry basket.

Cheryl had just come home from two weeks in D.C. so we had a lot of life to catch up on. It was really fun to eat our ice creams and wait for the loads to finish. And--four loads happening simultaneously?! What could have been a full day's worth of laundry done in under two hours. Heck yeah.

And, of course, we had to put Cheryl in a dryer before the day was done. We did wait until we were the only two people left in there {and until all of my laundry was done} for fear that we would be kicked out. 

Washing Well is the way to go if you're in the market for a laundromat. If you're spending the day there, let me know...we could sing Ross' laundry song together.