My washing machine has been acting strange. Actually it's been acting strange for about three years, but I figured it was time to do something about it. That and Jeff's been complaining about the blue spots that keep appearing on his white shirts.
So, Mr. Appliance Repairman came today to fix the dang thing. Sadly. Now that it's fixed, I am willing to admit that I was secretly hoping it would be beyond repair so that I could get one of those fancy-shmancy,new fangled front loader machines like my rich sister has. No such luck.
It's a Whirlpool. Dang thing will probably last forever. (And if any of you are considering a career change, Mr. Appliance Repairman makes $72/hour!!)