This week we received a notice from our bank concerning a surplus of three hundred and some odd dollars in our escrow account. Since they’re legally required to give that back to us, we’ve been told to expect a check in the mail sometime soon.
Our contributions to our Christmas club account were few and far between this year, so this modest windfall of money that is really ours anyway was welcome news. Then the dryer broke. Again. Apparently some higher power in charge of serendipitous monetary disbursements was not at all confident we’d use that money wisely.
Two years ago the dryer stopped drying. It stopped putting out heat and we called someone out to fix it. We actually called out two someones, but the first someone turned out to be a flake and we brought the second someone in to do the job. Which he did to the tune of over two hundred dollars.
I can’t remember who that second someone was or what the problem with the dryer was in the first place, but I do remember the two hundred plus dollars we had to pay to have dry clothes again.
This time I am not so eager to pay to have the dryer fixed right away, especially since this seems to be the same damn problem we had the last time. The dryer tumbles, but it does not dry. And again, do I remember what causes this? No. And can I call the guy who fixed it the last time? Probably, if I remembered where I put his invoice if I kept it at all.
Nathan suggested it might be time to get a new dryer. He doesn’t believe in the three strike rule. The dryer has screwed us twice in as many years and he wants to give it the boot. But then there’s Christmas and the eight members of our family who have birthdays coming up in the next six weeks. I believe the dryer can be good to us again if we get it fixed. Eventually.
Yesterday was spent washing and hanging up every item of clothing we’ve worn this past week. I trekked on over to the store and bought a folding drying rack, more hangers, clothes line and clothes pins. Back when we first moved into the old duplex, we had yet to buy a dryer and hung our clothes up every week, though I don’t remember the task being as irritating as it was yesterday. I know for some of you this is a way of life and you’re probably thinking “air does the same thing to clothes as a dryer and it’s free.” Yay for air, but turning our unmentionables into wind socks really isn’t our thing. Except now it is since the neighbors can tell exactly how wide my ass is from looking at the jeans hanging off the railing of our back deck. Sometimes green living isn’t so pretty.
I guess we could use the escrow money to get the dryer fixed. We’ll just have to tell a few members of our family that Santa was more interested in giving us dry clothes this year.
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We’ve had the same thing happen to us, and it gets very frustrating but you must do the most practical thing I think. We will be having a ligh Christmas here for sure.
Yep, it seems to always work out this way but on the bright side, you have this money for the dryer that you other wise wouldn’t have. I know that times are tough for a lot of people, us included. I know that our Christmas will be light because we refuse to go into debt for Christmas and for other reasons, mainly being, our little people already have way too much stuff and so do most of the other people we know. Hope you get your dryer fixed soon cause I know hanging clothes to dry in the midst of busy days can really suck.
Sorry you didn’t get your paper written that you wanted to write but it sounds like you got some things figured out for yourself so that’s good. Life doesn’t always happen how we plan for it to play out does it? That is the story of my life. Anyways, glad your back!
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