As a mom of four, I'm highly dependent on my washing machine.
So when it started beeping and flashing and generally freaking out on me last week, I had a bit of a panic attack.
And when I called the repair people and they told me it would be six more days before they could get over to look at it, I had a minor panic attack.
And when the repair guy told me today that, not only would it be another $190 to fix the machine, it would be another week before the machine was fixed, I officially freaked out.
So, now that the Xanax is kicking in and the wine is chilling in the fridge, I am sitting here wondering - how did our ancestors do it?!?! They had easily a half dozen kids to manage along with a household of linens. How did they do it without a machine to do the washing for them?? Forget it - I don't want to know....
So now, I'm on my way out the door to my lovely and generous in-laws to take over their machine for a few hours so that I don't have to make the kids turn their underwear inside out tomorrow (again).