I did my laundry at the most exciting laundry place today and that is not a joke.
We had a lazy morning, I had a little breakfast of coffee with 1/2 and 1/2, slice of millet bread with butter, salami, and cheese, and I poked around online for a while searching for shoes.
I am really in need of cute shoes that actually hold up for walking. On Friday when we went downtown we ended up walking about 2 1/2 to 3 total miles, and my little 2” ankle booties—which I would have formerly classified as comfortable shoes—rubbed the skin off my heel and gave me blisters. If anyone has cute non tennis shoe options, send them my way. Also if anyone can find me the perfect black lower calf length studded moto type boot, I will love you forever.
Then we went to do laundry at a place called Spin Laundry Lounge. It’s so cool you guys; they literally took everything shitty about a laundromat and reversed it.
It’s well lit and nice looking, has new, fast equipment, free soap (hypoallergenic, natural, coconut oil based soap of course), has free wifi, food, drinks (including beer and wine), etc.
It was actually really funny because nearby is Mississippi Ave., a street with a lot of restaurants and stuff, and we’d planned to check it out while our laundry was going. But it was too fast! They offer a text service when your wash is done, and I got a text in 15 minutes!
Anyway I ran back and switched out our stuff, while Mike ordered us food at a brewery a few blocks away. I had a nice IPA and this fucking salad.
Oh my god, this salad—it was kale, bacon, gouda, seed brittle, soft egg, and brown butter balsamic dressing. It was the best salad I have ever had, and Mike’s looked good too.
Also on the way back we saw a really important book.
So we went back and folded our clothes—the whole washing/drying process having taken only 45 minutes—did a few more errands, and went home.
We stopped for frozen yogurt and I overdid myself a bit, it’s 7:25 pm and I still not hungry.
Portland is the best, I am so happy right now.