I'm not going to lie. This week has been hellish. Hellish to the point that since Sunday we have just been laughing every time something breaks because how many things can break in one house in one week? One tiny factor in our hellish week was a little issue (water leaking through the ceiling) with the washing machine. So today, I am anxiously (because laundry has been piling up for about 1 3/4 week now and frankly i am on my last pair of shanties and our whole family has been sharing a towel since last Sunday) awaiting the delivery of our brand new washer and dryer. If anyone is in need of an Amana Commercial Quality Dryer featuring automatic dryness control and seven (count them) seven cycles it's yours. It will be hauled away by the delivery men (is that presumptuous of me? I should say delivery persons, shouldn't i?) at approximately 2:00 p.m. The dryer was born in 1999 and has served us well. It still works fine.
If you'd like a very broken washing machine with a BRAND SPANKING NEW pump installed by the very handsome (but apparently not so handy) Ryan Scott Kidd, it is also yours. You may want to consider the fact that it will flood your house before you take this baby home with you.
Hurry and reply. I have a feeling they are going to fly out of here...
