While tackling the mess on my desk, I spotted the corner of the dryer manual and smiled as I recalled the delivery of the new dryer yesterday. One small event at the end of an insane personal and work week, turned my frown upsidedown.

48 hours earlier the ancient dryer went from a small mumur to an ear piercing scream. The load dried with its usual multi cycle effort. With my fingers crossed, I tossed in the wet clothes from the washer, closed the door, turned the dial and hit start. To my relief, there was no ear piercing scream. Then it hit me, the only noise was the whir on an engine that couldn’t. I tried again and my smile quickly turned upsidedown.

I reported the dryer death to Tim and asked him to let his boss, the landlord, know. I figured it would take a week to get fixed and calculated we had enough clothes to last before I would need to hunt down a Laundromat.

While on the conference call from hell Friday afternoon, the doorbell rang. I opened the door to find the maintenance man, two beefy guys and an appliance delivery truck. Less than 24 hours later, I have a new dryer.

I tossed the load of wet clothes into the new dryer. I was in seventh heaven, it took one cycle on medium heat to dry the load of clothes. Half the time and energy…yippee!