We went to Sears with the boys which turned out to be a form of cruel and unusual punishment. Our second mistake was that we sort-of measured before we left. Okay, so Lonnie left the measuring up to me. Big mistake. We found a washer that we liked and was a front loading type so it was energy efficient as well. After making sure Lonnie didn't have a stroke from the amount of money we just shucked out for a washing machine, we went home to re-measure.
Thanks to my shoddy measuring skills it looked like the wash machine wouldn't fit...ever. So we're back to square one and the piles of laundry are piling up!
I believe the statement I'm looking for is, "When it rains, it pours...." because every time something in the house breaks, it seems like other things follow suit. It started with the broken window and now the washing machine.....what will be next? Do I dare say that? Makes me grumpy.