There are times that try a man’s soul. For me, such times have a way of coinciding with ‘the glory that is me’. How else do I explain the times I’ve headed to the parking lot without car keys.
All of which brings me to a few weeks ago as I stood in our buildings’ laundry room. Despite my best effort at Jedi mind tricks, the 5 quarters in my hand weren’t turning into the 6 I needed. Sigh…
Adding insult to injury, I had been counting to 6 for most of my life and I knew the $1.50 for the washing machine was a fact. And yet, there I stood.
Just as I had nearly resigned myself to heading back upstairs for 1 quarter more, what to my wandering eye should appear but just such a coin sitting on the window ledge to the right of the dryer.
Scarcely believing my good fortune, I added the orphan coin to my other 5 and got busy with the wash.
Now back upstairs, I’m still not sure why I had the thought of grabbing an extra quarter to take down with me on my next trip. And when I did, setting the replacement quarter on its’ spot brought a quiet smile. Maybe someone else who had forgotten how to count past their fingers would be spared similar hassle.
But my altruism was short-lived. Should I have been surprised when a few days later, I saw someone had lifted my quarter. What a world! But what surprised me more was later that very same day, a new quarter appeared where mine had been.
Ever a proponent of the scientific method, I actually made it a point to note the year on the coin. While hardly a serial number, changing dates over the course of ensuing weeks confirmed that quarters were changing places.
In other news, Fate intervened in my laundry saga in the form of a hand-written sign, “Dryer Broken”. Another sigh…how long?
Yet again, I was pleasantly surprised.
This past Friday, the proverbial sun stood still as my fellow tenants and I watched burly new commercial-grade equipment coming off a truck and slotted in where the old not-so-steady eddys’ had once stood.
Pleased to see a wash was still $1.50, I also noticed the quarter was gone from the ledge. I wouldn’t say I mourned, but it had been a simple unanticipated fun run of a social experiment. Maybe I wasn’t alone because when I went down yesterday to do a load of t-shirts, there was a brand new bar of Lava soap and a little bristle brush on the edge of the laundry sink. As luck would have it, I had a collar or two that could benefit from a little soap and a scrub before the main event. Thank-you.
Laundry now complete, there was only one thing left to do. Pulling out a few extra dryer sheets, I set them neatly next to the dryer, on the ledge where the quarter used to be. Quarter turned.
FYI: Last week’s surgery went well and without complications. I see the docs this week as we chart next steps. Will keep you posted.
Banner Coastal Redwood Forest by Eric E Photography is used with permission.