I was not the only woman tonight spending a good portion of her Saturday evening at the laundromat on Olden Avenue, alternating between staring at the dryer, hoping for the buzzer to go off, and watching animal videos on her phone. There were quite a few of us.
Beyonce in a leotard, dancing and singing “All the Single Ladies,” was nowhere to be found.
Later on, I went to Target in West Windsor.
Life doesn’t get much better than this. Heh.