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It took a while, but I finally got ahold of my neighbor upstairs, and he drove me to the laundromat. He seemed concerned about my having a ride home (he was heading to work), but I assured him that I did--at least, I hoped so--that someone would be home when I was finished and tried to call them.) I had some trouble figuring out how things worked, as I hadn't been there in a while. The reason I go there Mondays is because there's this super sweet lady who is the attendant. She's only there on Monday, though. She showed me how to work the machine to put money on my laundry card (everything has a card these days) and then when I went to wash my clothes I realized I had forgotten my detergent. I asked her if she had a spare bottle, and of course, she did. When it came time to put my clothes in the dryer I did, but when I took them out they were still damp. I thought, "Well, I'll hang them up at home to dry." When I mentioned to the attendant that my clothes were still damp, she said something like, "You're not going home with wet clothes after paying all that money." and she proceeded to go to another dryer with my clothes, put them in, and paid for them to wash with her own card. My phone started acting weird when it came near time to go, and I wondered if I was going to be able to get ahold of anyone. Finally it worked, and the first neighbor that I called didn't answer her phone. The second lady I called (who is actually the first lady I called's roommate) answered, and said she was out running errands but if I could wait half an hour she's come pick me up. Thankfully I had brought a book withe me, so I read and waited, and then the next thing I knew the lady was standing in front of me. She helped me get my laundry to her car, and drove me home. Sadly, when we were parked in front of my building she told me that her dog died. He was a sweet little guy. She said he had started doing really badly, though, so it was time. I felt bad for her. She also told me about a lady with an auto-immune disease that lives in a building kind of kitty-corner and behind me, that she and her roommate had been helping out. The lady had a dog that they'd been walking too. My friend who was driving me asked if I would like her to give the lady my number just in case her dog ever needed walking, though the lady probably couldn't pay me. I said sure. I'd like to help, and the payment for me would be hanging out with another dog. Right now, I'm eating lunch, and when I'm done with that I'll do Bible study, and then head over to the grocery store to get the money orders so I can pay my rent and get that over with. After that I'd like to do some yarn stuff. Sorry this was kind of a "book", or at the least a short story. I hope that all is well with you in your part of myLot land!