Our washing machine died.
Normally, this would be a minor blip on the screen of life. HTe washer dies, you use the laundromat for a few weeks until the dent-and-scratch sale, you get a new washer. No big deal.
Except I am in a house with one child who still gets bouts of diarrhea, sometimes miss-aims the pee or forgets to wait until he's completely done, and has thrown-up in bed without warning twice in the last two weeks. That's just one of the two kids, remember.
I must have a washing machine.
Apparently the appliance business around here has really gotten hot. We got a washer from Lowe's. It was the cheapest place in town (WTF?) andwe ordered it yesterday (a Saturday) and they called to apologize for not being able to deliver it that day, was it OK to deliver it today (Sunday)?
And they delivered it. On a Sunday. I am washing clothes right now. Life is good.