Me and the laundromat - an episode of time wasted

I haven't done a trip to the laundromat in years.

My wife hasn't either, so I sent this picture to her so she could share in the experience.

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But we had some sleeping bags that the g-kids had puked in, they were too big for our washer at home, so I volunteered.
I have nothing against laundromats. They serve a function in our society, and once in a while, its an important function for my own personal life. Like today.

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So it's not the visit today that made the time a waste.

It was just a job that had to get done to keep the wheels spinning on our home life. No big deal - I was happy to do it. The problem lay in what I chose to do with the 40 minutes or so that I had to use, invest, kill, or waste, waiting for the machines to do their magic.
There were a number of things I could have done with that time.
I could have met new people. I could have prayed. I could have read a book. I could have written a book.

In stead - I paged through FB. No - I take that back. I zoned out on FB.

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Now I will grant you that FB can be a useful tool.

It can be used in a number of positive ways - meeting people, sharing ideas, learning new skills, and so on.
But what I did was just scroll through. Looking for nothing, reading little, just skimming - for about 30 minutes.
Those thirty minutes are now gone. I've traded them. And there is no calling them back, no do-overs, no Mulligans. They are swapped out, used up, and done. Gone forever.

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And what did I get in return for my 30 minutes?

A few jpgs of cats doing cat stuff. A reminder that politics are bent. An amazing display of people being mean to people. A bit of brain numbing facebook surfing.
I'm sad about the exchange.

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