I got up today on time, made my coffee and a bagel and sat down for work. A few minutes into work, decided to put my seed trays out on the back patio because it was blindingly bright outside! While I was in the bathroom getting them, I saw Ben had daringly left a pile of clothes for me to wash. He’s so sweet like that.
I shoved them into the washing machine and slammed the door on the washer shut and it sounded funny….
The darn pin that clicks the door shut broke again! It’s a front-loading machine. I love this washing machine (it’s my first and only washing machine).
Last time this happened, I called a repairman and he came and charged me $80 for an hour’s worth of work or something ridiculous like that. He didn’t actually fix the damn thing, he jerry-rigged it until he could order the part that had broken. The part that broke originally was going to cost me another $170 dollars to fix, so I kindly declined! I knew it would break again eventually, but I watched him fix it, so I knew I could manage without buying the new part.
Today was the day, so I got my trusty screwdriver out, took the door off the machine, popped the door casing open and voilà! Fixed. No handyman needed. No repair bill.
If you need something fixed, I work for chocolate, wine, coffee, and hugs.