I never minded doing the laundry until we moved flat. Our new place is just too small for a washing machine. This means that we have to drag our stuff over to the laundrette sit there for hours watching the machines spin and do their thing. This is fine in summer but when its pouring outside the last thing you want to do is haul a few kilograms of clothing to be washed. These places never have heating either so all you can do is snuggle up to the dryers for warmth. I try and read to distract myself but there are always weirdos in these places and I never feel very comfortable. At university it was never that bad you either took your dirty washing home, or even if you did venture down to the washroom, you'd go with a few other people and spend the time gossiping and catching up.
So until we move to a place that can fit a washing machine in, how do the rest of you amuse yourself when doing the washing?
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