Well, shit.

Our old washing machine has carked it. Which is a real pain in the arse because we were only using it temporarily to buy The Provider some time so he could fix my other, newer, washing machine. Yes, that’s right. It’s newer… but it’s broken. Kinda like having a iPhone with a smashed screen. All show but no finish. *sigh*

Newer machine needs a bearing or something. Older machine needs…? Wouldn’t have a clue. All I know is it won’t spin and it keeps beeping at me. Add to that, the weather is total shit. Which means TONS of dirty clothes. I’m going to need a phone number for the nearest laundromat and a bottle of something medicinal for me if the situation isn’t rectified soon.

I knew I should’ve just called a technician when the first machine broke down. You should always trust your gut on these things, godammit. The Provider is your typical tradie, flat chat and no time to do any kind of home maintenance at his own house. And laundry is something I do EVERY DAY. Miss one wash and the situation gets dire very quickly.

God, I hate it when karma kicks my arse.