Yesterday my dryer decided to stop working. Do you know what a handicap that is? I have to do at least two loads a day, or else I feel like the Dirty Laundry House. And there is no clothes line happening outside with the rain, rain, and more rain.
The last load that managed to get done was my bedsheets. Oh how I love the first day of nice, fresh, clean bedsheets. My normal routine is to do everyone's sheets on Fridays-wash them and remake the beds, but I have been doing them whenever as I have not had the energy to make lots of beds in one day. But today I got around to our sheets.
Little Fredegar climbed into bed with me this evening, and at first I didn't know he had a piece of pie crust. When he fell alseep, I saw his little fist, and looked into it, and there was the pie crust piece. I threw it out, but must have missed some because I felt crumbs under him all night. Now let me tell you, there are few things worse feeling than that, such as: red ants biting your feet, throwing up, or a colonsocopy. It's up there. Not too mention it's just gross. I am often amazed how my kids don't automatically bring roaches (and oh so grateful to God).
I can't wash my sheets until the friggin' Sears repairman comes at the first available appointment-next Wednesday. Yes, I can vacuum the sheets, or wash stuff and take it the laundrymat or whatever, or something equally annoying. But annoying is the operative word here.
Dear Pansy:
I'm very sorry about the crumbs in your sheets and about the red ants biting your toes. However, I'm just a dude trying to make a living fixing stuff for good folks like you and I can't see how your rantin about my busy schedule on your blog is really helpin things. Why just yesteday I was up at the Peters' on Church Street and that dang ol' Whirlpool had its flywheel all gummed up from some kind of gelatinaized gravy powder that some youngin left in their pockets ... tried to get the part from Max, but he says it's special order; now I gotta tell Mrs. Peters and she's givin me the business ... now, I'll do the best I can with yer dryer, Ms., try and have a little patience with a guy thats got his own problems.
Sincerely,
DJ Klotzbachen, the Sears Repairman
Ack!! That's awful! We were without our washer for several days last year, and no lie, the new one was delivered at 3:00 p.m., and three hours later the kids started throwing up. I never thought I would find joy in a stomach virus, but man, was I freaking ecstatic to be doing puke laundry in my own home instead of lugging it to someone else's, or (eek!) a laundromat!
I hope something comes out of this that makes you smile :)
BTDT! Try your local freecycle group! Chances are you could pick up a free dryer in the meantime. I have an extra washer and dryer sitting in my basement, LOL, just for this very purpose. Yea, they're used, yea, they take up some space (but also make good shelves, LOLOL), but I won't be stuck again. www.freecycle.org
It was the washing machine for me last summer...
It was, oh so fun, lugging kids and laundry to the laundromat...
If it makes you feel better, I have Three kids and no Washer or dryer! Laundry is never "done" because I have to abandon the homeschool, not to mention the destructive 20 month old,and haul the dirty heaps around. I'd give anything for a washer. But may I suggest you invest in an extra shower curtain bar thingy and use that to dry clothes? It is a life saver here, on days when I'm out of quarters.
I didn't have a washer until I had three kids. It was actually a bit more manageable then. I could afford more clothes per kid, less laundry etc.
Pansy: "Dirty Laundry House" Hmmmm. I think that has merit as a new reality series on PBS. You know, like Prairie House and Victorian House and all that.
I bet there are people who wouldn't last a DAY!
:-)