When my washing machine broke down, I called a repairman. I always check Angie’s list and look for someone with an “A” rating when I need something done around the house. It has worked out very well for me and I’ve been happy with everyone I’ve hired to do things like chimney sweeping, gutter clean-out, grass cutting, and appliance repair. Having had my refrigerator repaired recently, and not recalling who last fixed my washer, I called the refrigerator repairman and signed him up. I called on Friday and he was available Tuesday…or maybe Saturday if he could fit me in at the end of the day.
As I sat in the chair at my hairdressers on Saturday, the fateful call came. He was on his way! Who knew I could be so excited to get my washer repaired. I need some new hobbies…He arrived promptly and soon had my washer running through its paces. He cleaned debris out of the pump which might have been mulch…I didn’t get too close because it was pretty stinky. I still can’t believe they design washers to send the water directly through the pump, debris and all. I am really anal about emptying pockets but, rarely, someone else does a load or two of laundry and I can’t vouch for their meticulousness.
Ultimately, I needed a new pressure hose to fix what appears to be the main problem and the source of a minor amount of leaking water. The repairman ordered the part and said he’d call around mid-week when the part came in. At first I thought, no problem, all my work clothes are clean and most of the kids clothes are clean too. We’ll survive. Now I’m not so sure.
When exactly is “mid week” and when would he be able to fix my washer? My daughter leaves for camp at the end of the week and needs clean clothes. I only have three pairs of work pants that fit (kind of, they are actually sort of baggie…yeah!). I could go to a laundromat…if I knew where one was and wanted to spend my evening there. I’ve decided to play it by ear…by which I mean do nothing.
I can re-wear a pair of pants and wear jeans on Friday…maybe on Wednesday too as my department is going to a baseball game downtown. If push comes to shove, my daughter can go off to camp with a load of dirty clothes. It’s a day camp and she’s staying with my sister who has a functional washer and dryer (fingers crossed, knock on wood).
We’ll just have to reuse our towels, maybe wear our PJ’s an extra day, it’s been done before! I am just not looking forward to the mound of laundry that I’ll have in front of me this weekend. I do laundry every single day, especially with all the kids home this summer. I am grateful that my younger daughter’s softball and basketball games are over for the summer because one thing I wouldn’t do is make her wear an unwashed jersey…especially for basketball as she had five games every weekend.
On the other hand…I’m down to one day of running clothes left…now THAT is a crisis! Off to find the Woolite…
Find the Joy in the Journey…and the flaw in every plan!