suds

Sunday night. What a great night for have a good dinner and kicking back with a good book, or with a good movie. For me, becuase I work at a nine - 5 job, Sunday evenings have always been very busy, and a little sad. Lunches to be made, clothing to be readied, and piles and piles of laundry to be done. I have always wondered what my friends do on a Sunday night..it is the one night of the week when I don't ever see them.

Speaking with friends today, I realized how lucky I am to have insuite laundry. Having a house, it was just a given that you would have a washer/dryer in your home. Always have. Did not realize that washing up on your own was a luxury. I guess that would make Sunday evening rather difficult then.

I was taken out for coffee and lunch by my old boyfriend in Victoria and he took me to Cafe Fantastico...which had a laundry mat attached to it. Really cool. His son's work is featured on the bathroom door - (outer not inside) and there are always really intersting works of art on the walls. This time it was dolls -= really cool juju type dolls. (Is juju a word? well it is now).

The laundrymat is a really cool gathering place - full of people who are hanging out waiting for laundry, reading, drinking realy yummy coffee. there was a real sence of community - not like where I am -= sitting isolated @ home alone . Sunday night. Doing laundry while I blogg.

Maybe I should throw out the machines and move to Victoria... hummmm.....I will have another espresso and ponder this.