I went for a week without a washer and a dryer when I first moved into my apartment. I hated it. I hated having to lug my laundry over to my mom's place and then lug it back. I wanted the convenience and the peace of mind of having my own washer and dryer.
I can't believe how relieved I felt when I finally did get that washer and dryer in my apartment. I loved the feeling of knowing that I could just throw a load of clothes in and not have to worry about it.
Unfortately, the washing machine died quietly last night. I had just put in a load of clothes, it had filled with water, and then...nothing. So as of this morning, those clothes are still in the washing machine full of water because if I take them out at this point, they might start to stink. ARGH. Thankfully, there is a 90-day warranty on my washer. I hope it can get fixed before the weekend hits.
I can't believe how upset I was over it. I need a washer and dryer. I can get by without a dishwasher - I did for years. I can get by without a microwave. Heck, I can even get by without a television. But my washer and dryer? No way!
Needless to say, I didn't get any writing done last night. It wasn't that great of a day anyway, and the washer breaking was the icing on the cake, so to speak.
But today is a new day, right? :-)
The washing machine is FIXED! It was the motor - and thank the Lord that the mechanic was able to do it today. I didn't want to go through the whole weekend without it!
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