Technical difficulties

[vanillafluffy]

Today being the last hoorah of my vacation, not to mention my last day off until Sunday, I set phasers on clean and set out to tame the wilderness. Threw a load in the washer, did some dishes, threw said load in dryer and started another load. Finished the dishes: this is the first time my sinks have been empty since...sometime in July, I think. Yes, I CAN procrastinate that much.

This is the point at which things go to shit, because when I go to check the dryer, it's stopped...and its contents are still sodden. Dead dryer. Lovely. And me kind of short on quarters for the laundromat.

Okay, fine. I'm going to have lunch and I'm going to finish watching Crossing Jordan, I don't give a fuck. Not real happy, because a) that's going to consume most of my available cash, b) laudromats are always full of screaming children c) if I'm *there* drying clothes, I can't be *here* doing something more constructive, and d) from the rumblings outside, it sounds like it's going to be raining fish any time now.

Lunch and coroners, out to garage, fling stuff out of laundry bin so I can start heaping damp clothes into it. Empty contents of the dryer first, then go over to the washer, and the penny drops. Looky, looky---the washer is at high tide. The dryer isn't dead, the #$%&ing breaker tripped.

Grrr. I'm glad it isn't dead, but I spent two hours angsting about what's going to go wrong next.

I don't want to know. Really.

Comments

[socialhermit.livejournal.com]

Girl, I feel ya. Really. Been there, done that, f*cking HATED it.

Just two weeks ago, my husband informed me our dryer was dead. He's fixed one before, but it involved ordering a belt, waiting for it to arrive, then dismantling the damn thing (no easy feat) and re-installing the belt. Let's just say he invented some entirely NEW cusswords during this process...

Thankfully, however, as he was removing the clothes (in preparation for a trip nextdoor to use the neighbor's), he discovered the dryer had simply become unbalanced during the last load, and shut itself down.

*huge sigh of relief*

[vanillafluffy.livejournal.com]

As far as alternate drying sites, aside from the laundry up the road, the next nearest place would be Kat's, and by the time I've driven there and back, the cost of gas would be about the same, plus it would take four times as long, since she only has one dryer (as opposed to a whole row of them at the laundrette).

I'm glad neither one of our dryers is dead!

[elbly.livejournal.com]

You have my sympathy! As one of life's born fretters I would have been in full on headless chicken moad!

I don't actually use a drier - I just stick all the laundry on a clothes horse and let it air dry somewhere in the house. May take a while, but certainly saves on electric bills :o)

[vanillafluffy.livejournal.com]

That's part of the downside to living in Florida---high humidity equals damp laundry gets all mildewy---I've smelled a forgotten load of laundry gone funky only 12 hours. Maybe, if it had a fan trained on it....