Something Up With Which I Will Not Put

In my last post I mentioned in passing that the dishwasher is on the blink (literally, since it's blinking "ER" at us non-stop).

Well, yesterday the washing machine quit in solidarity.

This washer has been with us since before we were us. It's a basic 3-temperature wash-rinse-spin Maytag that has handled our laundry from the time we were two relatively clean adults through two spat-up-upon parents with poopy babies to our current two-small-but-active-boys + parents household without complaint. But yesterday, our loyal friend stopped pumping water out, and then tried to spin a full load with a tub full of water, thus burning something that smells horrible.

While I have a handle on the dish washing situation - I even bought one of those fancy wooden racks for drying - I am not prepared to flip the laundry onto my head, stroll down to the river and find a suitable rock. There are limits.

So now we wait for another repairperson - and since the blinking dishwasher is a different brand, we can't do a two-for-one...

It's only a matter of time before the fridge melts or the dryer decides to burst into flames. It's no doubt a Luddite conspiracy.