Beside the fact that the Royals had a chance to win the ALCS and didn't, my day also included a washer that broke. I washed a full load about noon and everything was fine. Got that load in the dryer and started a half load of white clothes. I went down to the gym and walked 40 minutes on the treadmill. When I came back the washer had finished washing, but hadn't drained or started the spin cycle.
I thought maybe the power went off so I backed up the dial so it would wash a few minutes more; however, when it finished it stopped again. Then came the trial and error--unplug it, plug it back in, move the dial to the spin setting, move to the rinse setting. Man, did those clothes get a lot of washing time.
Finally, wrote an email to our landlord and Stephen dipped out as much of the water as he could. I rinsed the items in the sink, wrung them out as best I could and put them in the dryer.
Hopefully, we will hear back from our landlord by tomorrow . . . I can't imagine trying to go to a laundry here. In the meantime, we're going to try to stay very clean!
