I do laundry when ever I save enough quarters.
I economize by only have one pair of pants, underwear and shirt, so of course I have to do laundry several times a day.
lmao. really.
I really don’t even consider it doing laundry anymore. I bought this new LG washer/dryer pair that pretty much does everything but loading and unloading. You throw your shit in and push a button. It scans your clothes and knows exactly what cycles, amount of soap, water level, temperature and everything else to use. The dryer has a steam cycle that eliminates any need for pressing. What’s really cool is they both will text you when their finished.
Once a week, more or less. That keeps it from becoming a PITA.
One used to take one’s shirts to the Chinaman on 7th Avenue. He had an arcane system of tickets or chits for calling up the clothes. He was mysterious and cunning, and often bossy and impatient with his wife, who seemed to live in fear of him. He and his business are gone. And so, now, is Wing Fat, where the Chinese laundress sometimes offered a suggestive glance.