As I mentioned, we did laundry this morning. With no water in the house, we have to walk to the laundromat, which is only a couple of blocks away, and at least we can do several loads simultaneously. Although the big dryer downstairs isn't in service yet (see below), the small dryer upstairs in what will eventually be my office does work, so we carry the wash back and dry it at home.
Laundry Tragedy for Bears: Among the things in today's wash was travelswithkuma's blanket with its cute bear pattern, which as been wrapped around the Bear for years and was very much in need of a wash. Taking the laundry out to put in the dryer, Lisa discovered that Bear's blanket had been badly mangled and torn by the washer. As a substitute, Bear is now wrapped up in a Hello Kitty blanket. Lisa says that he's warm, but unhappy. And unfortunately, we never found that bear pattern cloth again after buying a bit of it years ago.
Then we went into Reno to search for replacement filters for her Shop-Vac, the Fernley Lowe's being out of the filter. The Sparks store was also out, so after getting groceries from Winco, we went to the Reno Lowe's and lo and behold they had about eight of them; we bought four, since it seems like almost everything of this sort we want is permanently discontinued when we go back from more. Besides, she reckons that she'll end up using an entire filter when she uses the Shop-Vac to clean out the mess under the old dryer vent. A previous owner vented the dryer into the crawl space, not outside. There's an awful mess down there that has to be cleaned out as part of the process of installing the full-sized washer-dryer.
After Lowe's, there was a brief stop at Whole Foods to mostly check out whether they actually sell real heavy cream as opposed to the stuff that says cream and also has a bunch of additives. They do; the big grocery stores do not. That's one other thing we miss about Roth's of Stayton; they did stock unadulterated cream, which is an ingredient in shrimp pan roast. Speaking of which, we initially were going to go by the Atlantis and have dinner at the Manhattan Grill, but the Atlantis' parking lot was sold out and even the overflow lot on the west side of Virginia Street was mostly full, so we instead went to the Nugget in Sparks, which was also busy, but at which we could get dinner at the Oyster Bar. After dinner, Lisa played the Paradise Fishing slots for around 45 minutes, and when a biggish win got her back to the $20 with which she had started, she called it a night and we headed home.
I got a bit of a fright driving back to Fernley as I hadn't been paying attention to the gas gauge and the needle, which had started at about 1/8 as we left the Nugget, had gone clear to empty in the 30 miles between Sparks and Fernley. I was wondering if I was going to run out of gas and have to coast in to that same abandoned truck-inspection area in which I broke down a couple of months ago. I made it back to the Pilot in Fernley, and based on how much it took to refill the tank, I still had three gallons (about sixty miles) left. But the gas gauge is not to be trusted. It is good to know that I have at least 500 miles of range on a tank of gas, though.