So the dryer is no longer heating. It seems it went on strike. My husband took it apart last night, but still no word on if they've reached an agreement, or if and when it will be coming back to work anytime soon.
Knowing the dryer wouldn't heat made me instantly assume the entire house was dirty. A knee-jerk reaction I’ll admit.
As I opened the dishwasher this morning I counted blessings and found myself thankful that it wasn’t the dishwasher that refused to cooperate. This means I would rather have dirty clothes than wash dishes, I guess.
I told the kids it was no problem, I could still wash clothes and dry them in t sun, but just to be sure, everyone should turn their underwear inside-out at least once.
I don’t think they’re going to sign- off on this arrangement.