*My washing machine is broken.
"But, Jenni, isn't that the brand new washing machine you just purchased two months ago?"
Why yes, yes it it. And it's not just broken; it's REALLY broken. We're talking multiple system failures here. It crapped out on Thursday; I've had one 2.5 hour visit from a repairman who was unable to repair it because they CARRY NO PARTS STANDARD ON THEIR TRUCKS (uh, then how do they FIX things???); spoke to customer service multiple times, the high point being where I burst into tears and described my 15-month-old's explosive diarrhea (got me overnight shipping, though); and culminated in a call from the corporate office, extending my warranty for an additional three months with their sincerest apologies. You know, so it can continue to break and be fixed for free for that much longer.
I just want a new machine. I think the one I have is defective or was damaged in shipping or something, because the two parts that failed have nothing to do with each other. My parts should arrive today and then I can schedule service (2-4 days), so hopefully it will be fixed by Thursday or Friday. Let me tell you why I don't think this is going to happen. The repair man? He left my house Saturday telling me my machine worked fine, but the basket needed to be replaced. I could still use the machine in the meantime though. I was surprised to hear this as I'd been completely unable to use my machine for the past three days.
Well, I had to flag him down in his truck and bring him back in to show him that the machine was NOT working. Not at all. They he diagnosed a second problem (broken cold water valve) that he'd been unable to figure out in the prior 2.5 hours. The machine was not filling up with water. How did he miss that? HOW? Particularly when I told him this was the problem.
*In other related news, Miles has had diarrhea for two weeks. Apparently, it's a particularly insidious gastrointestinal bug and he may have it for another week. And it's the really good kind that is squishing out of his diaper and onto his clothes two or three times a day. Oh, and since I HAVE NO WASHER, I had to switch back to disposable diapers and those diapers, combined with the big D have left him with a really horrible diaper rash. So he's been in a great mood.
*I have to give a shout out (do people still say that?) to my friend Pam and her husband Rick who let me wash my very dirty diapers at their house on Sunday, saving me a trip to the laundromat with my two toddlers. I pretty sure they also saved my soul from eternal damna damnation, and my children's lives with their act of generosity.
*You know, I have to admit, it's kind of freeing. All this not having to do laundry, I mean. I have all this time on my hands now. I realize this is going to bite me in the ass in a couple of days when I run out of underwear and my kids' pants start smelling funny, but I'm trying to look at the positives.
Go on over to Keely's for a little less diarrhea with your Random.