Playing Quarters (Not the drinking game)

One of the problems with having a saturated septic field is that you really want to avoid putting any more water into it.  That becomes problematic when you have three teenagers, so we've been taking measures to limit our water use.  This week that's meant making a couple of trips to the laundromat to do mega-loads of laundry.  Consequently I've come to a few conclusions and realizations:

  • Our kids have too many clothes.  Seriously, how many sweatshirts does one boy need?  How many pairs of socks can one girl possibly use?  Sheesh.
  • Having your own, properly functioning washer and dryer at home is one of the great luxuries of modern living. 
  • Using a laundromat launches you out of your little cocoon of comfort.  Watching the people who obviously use the laundromat on a regular basis, evident by their systematic use of the machines to optimize both time and quarters, makes you realize exactly how easy you might have it. 
  • My habit of throwing my change in a box on my bedstand every night over the last couple of years has resulted in me accumulating something like $451 in quarters.  Those come in quite handy at a laundromat. 
  • I'm going to be pushing our septic contractor hard to get our system fixed ASAP.  Dragging clothes to the laundromat and worrying about every flush of the toilet is no fun.  
  • We've used the laundromat in Clemmons that's right next door to the food pantry.  Seeing people who are truly struggling definitely puts things in perspective.  All things considered having a funky septic system isn't really that big a problem so I'm going to stop whining about it. 

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2 thoughts on “Playing Quarters (Not the drinking game)

  1. Val's avatarVal

    “All things considered having a funky septic system isn’t really that big a problem so I’m going to stop whining about it.”
    Right on!

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  2. Unknown's avatarJon Lowder

    I feel good now that I’ve gotten past my “woe is me” stage. It
    doesn’t happen that often but when it does I always come out of it
    wondering why I was being a cry baby and promising to never do it
    again. Hopefully I’ll keep that promise a little longer each time it
    happens!

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