February 9, 2014 § 1 Comment
I don’t like dry cleaners. You may be asking yourself: how is it possible for someone not to like a place where other people clean your dirty clothes for you? Because I do like it when someone else cleans my home from top to bottom or does my piles of laundry without question. I fact I love it. I love it when someone else cooks for me (and does the dishes), or drives me to where I want to go or fixes things that are broken in my home. So why the grudge against dry cleaners? « Read the rest of this entry »
January 4, 2014 § Leave a comment
Every day I considered the bag of dirty clothes in a corner of my bedroom. It contained my favourite pants, jackets and tops that I had been planning to bring to the dry cleaners.
They were fall clothes and too light for Toronto winters. I wanted to wear them one final time before the weather turned cold and winter settled in.
Every day I would leave my condo without the laundry bag and walk by the Lucky Charm Dry Cleaners on the way to the subway station. It could wait, I thought. « Read the rest of this entry »