Dryer Drama

Several days have had to pass before I could post this. My husband has been pissed at me that long.

Remember last week when I told you my dryer broke. Well, that was not the whole story. It did stop working, it was spinning but not heating. I happen to mention to my mom that is was not working. Ever the solution giver (which is a whole blog in and of it's self), she tells me that it just may be full of lint and I need to clean out the vent because it can cause a fire and that I should NEVER leave the dryer running when I am not home (great like I need one more thing the remember or worry about). She has a brush she slides into her dryer that cleans out the lint. Fast forward to baby girl's nap time and me looking for something to do.

I say to myself "Self, you can probably just hook a wash rag onto a wore hanger and clean out the vent. This is a good idea, do this right now."  I warp into Macgyver Mama, able to fix things around the house with a wash rag and wire hanger.

As I am sliding my contraption into the vent I say to myself 'Self, I am not sure this is such a good idea" and woosh.....hanger comes up empty, wash rag no where to be found. Damm it!

At this point I have to stop, baby girl is up from her nap and I have to go get the dynamic duo from school.

I get home (before my hubby thank G-D!) and try to fix my boo boo. I pull the dryer out, pull this big shiny silver tubing off the dryer and out of the wall. No wash rag, I try and pull the dryer apart no luck. At this point I am jammed behind the washer and dryer, baby girl is freaking out because she can't get to me and my boy's are watching some TV show and would not even notice if I was laying dead behind the dryer (until they want something).

The phone rings s**t. It's my hubby. First thing I say when I pick up the phone "OK, don;t freak out at me."
Silence.....I then launch into the story about how I was saving our family from dying in a dryer fire which I am sure was imminent because my mom said so and they happen all the time and it's why I had to try and fix it right away.....silence....

When he gets home, he has to take the whole back off the dryer, give me an education about the length of the vent and some other stuff I really did not care about   understand, but I nodded along dutifully just hoping he could fix the damm thing because I have a ton of laundry to do.

It still does not work (insert cuss word of  your choice). Sears cannot come out until Monday (today) to fix it so I am out for 4 days with no dryer.

This morning my oldest informs me he is out of underwear and is wearing his sleep boxers under his pants to school which he likes because "they don't squeeze his penis"

Mr Sears is here right now (nothing like showing up 15 minutes before your 4 hour window is up) and has just informed me it is going to cost me $185 to fix the thermostat (at least it was not my fault the dryer broke)




Guess I know what I will be doing today......

Wonder what battle awaits me tomorrow when the oldest boy is forced back into his tightest whitiest