Laundromats are terrible. We're all thankful that, for the most part, we don't have to bother with them once we become grownups in better living spaces.
Peter and I had to venture to one this weekend, though, to clean the guest room blankets, an old family quilt, and my baby blanket that my mom recently resurrected for me that had a stain on it.
Everything's all clean now. If only I had a hope chest to put it in.... :-)
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