Why is it that something always goes wrong when you're finally in a groove, making progress on a project. Last week I was cracking my whip on the boys to get their rooms cleaned out, junk hauled away, old clothes disposed of, and laundry caught up on. You know, teenage boys seem to mistake the tiny space between the mattress and bedframe for a laundry hamper. Not to mention that corner in the closet, as well as under the bed! So we were in the midst of getting all the laundry caught up, when my dryer decided it was a good time to quit.
The drum wasn't going to roll any more and I detected an air of burnt rubber. Yeah, probably just the belt had gone out, but it was Saturday late afternoon - no one's coming out to pay me a visit for days. And daughter Melanie arrived home from her week in the mountains with a laundry objective of her own! People, I (or someone in the family) do laundry every day. Having a working dryer is a cornerstone of my existence!
So after discussing the situation with DH, we decided we should consider buying a new dryer. This old one is fifteen years old and has done the work of a 25-year old machine. Retirement was in order. Setting out to visit various local appliance dealers (who were still open on Saturday evening), we found that no one had a plain jane dryer in stock - I'd have to wait until September 7!
Now really, I could have coped with this and made visits to the laundromat. But my DH knows that a sane wife is conducive to making his life easier. So while I was back home fussing over bedrooms, he paid a visit to Best Buy just before closing. They had a dryer that matched my front-load washer and we could get the floor model the next day if I didn't mind a few little dings. My laundry room is in the back corner of the basement - a few little dings wouldn't matter to me if I could get back into the laundry business! So on Sunday the Best Buy boys wrapped up that little sucker and put it in my Expedition and I drove home a happy woman.
But now to get it into the house. Boys were gone, only DH and I were at home. Not a biggie as we have a hand truck, I can help out. But God bless him, Daniel (Melanie's boyfriend) came driving in just as we were ready to lift the thing out of the XP. He's a whiz at moving things and before long, my dryer was installed and ready for action. I immediately removed the damp load from my washer, threw it into the dryer, and smiled as the cycle began all over again.