The only thing I had planned for today was to get the laundry done and the fact that it was chilly and cloudy made it easier for me to muster some enthusiasm for a job that I usually put off for as long as I can.
It's not that doing laundry is a hard job, it's just that when I have to do it at a laundromat there's a lot of sitting around and waiting for things to happen. Fortunately the laundromat I went to, which was called Country Laundry, was only a couple of miles from the San Pedro boondocking area, it had modern washing machines which are loaded from the front instead of the top, and since the door is glass I was able to sit in front of it and watch it like a television set for quite some time.
I didn't realize until then that my wardrobe is quite bland. Watching all my clothes sloshing around in what appeared to be about a quart of water, there were hardly any colors at all, in fact it was like watching a black-and-white TV, except more interesting.
I also realized that almost all of the T-shirts I now wear are some shade of blue. And since the pants I've been wearing all my life are blue jeans I kind of look like I'm wearing coveralls or a jumpsuit. And even worse, in less you pay close attention, it looks like I never change my clothes.
But instead of buying some different colored T-shirts just so people will know that I change my clothes every once in a while, I think I'll fall back on the full-time RVers rule number seven which states that.. "Don't worry about how you look because you won't be in the area long enough for anyone to notice, and if they do notice you'll probably never be back there again, and if you ever do go back again you will all be so old that they won't remember you, and you won't remember ever being there".