13 January 2009

Timing is EVERYTHING!

Well, if you live in a rental with a washer and dryer, it's pretty much a guarantee that you will discover a washer that doesn't spin at about 6:00 Friday evening. Of course, it goes without saying that you discover this with load of diapers (do you have any idea how much water those puppies will hold? I could barely lift the basket to take them to the laundromat over the weekend!). I called the management office first thing Monday to let them know and the maintenance guy was over quickly. He took a look at it and told us that it would be a straightforward fix, but that he didn't have the part he needed on hand. He had used the last one on a repair last week and had new parts on order already. So no big deal, probably a couple of days.

You can just hear the universe snickering right now, can't you?

Well, this morning Bug woke up with a stomach bug. He would get the owie tummy and I would chase him into the bathroom when he felt like he might need to puke. After doing this three or four times with no pukies, he was apparently feeling secure, so he stayed on the sofa with us and ended up making Mt. St. Helens look like a mere snort in 1980. Sofa cover, pillows, all his clothes, all my clothes (we're talking down to the underpants, people), all his blankets. And no functioning washing machine. Once we were all cleaned up again, I was considering a family field trip to the laundromat, but Mt. St. Buggins erupted two more times (both safely in the toilet, thankyouverymuch), so I really don't dare take him out of the house. Guess the sofa is going to be nekkid for a while...

5 comments:

Namma said...

Oh, yeah, that Murphy knew what he was talking about. I guess that's why they made it into a law. Besides poor mommy with all the extra laundry (and no washer), poor little Bug, too, for having a tummy that's mimicking an active volcano. Hope he's feeling better quickly (and also that the necessary washer part also comes in quickly).

dale-harriet said...

Ah yes - I remember that sort of thing ... nowadays I can barely *think* about throwing-up, that's how long it's been since I was a little-kid mommy. (For myself, I'd rather go through labor than throw up, but fortunately neither one seems to be likely/frequent around here). Poor Bug, do tiny sips of warm 7-up help?

Elizabeth said...

Oh, been there, done that. But not with the broken washing machine (knock wood). Do keep a large bowl or bucket near him at all times until it passes.

I hope the rest of you don't get it. The worst is when these things run through the whole family, one by one.

Cindy G said...

Ouch! And too darn cold to want to schlep things to the laundromat....

MollyBeees said...

Hope Bug is feeling better today! Now I have it! No accidents on the sofa yet though so that's good. It was great having you over last night. Mi casa, su casa. Stop by any time!