My washing machine died Thursday. We read reviews, looked at machines, and felt our heads begin to swim. We talked to two companies that sell commercial washing machines and they spun faster.
Finally, I found one. I hope it’s good. With my checklist in hand, it met my criteria. Blaine’s getting it now, at the appliance store that beat everyone’s price.
I saved $70 making phone calls today. Hooray for taking the time and having it paying off!
It better be great. I cannot handle researching another one anytime soon. And my diaper pail is, in Ruby’s words, a tower. First load: diapers. Don’t come to my house until it’s done. The lid no longer fits and the smell is permeating…
In other news, my van has MO plates. Between that and the washer, I’ve spent more money today than I have since we closed on our house. Ouch. Tax refund, hurry along.