We have been having issues with our washer since we moved. Finally on the 11th, the washer died or rather, it stained our clothes, got stuck during the rinse cycle and I gave up on washing the clothes. It took 4 hours (normally it takes 65 minutes) to do a batch of clothes and that was with me helping. We called our housing representative and asked for assistance. On Friday the technician showed up. I showed him the stained clothes, he looked at the washer and then said "It can't be fixed. Too old!" So we called our rep again and he said he would look into it and call us Monday.
I ended up borrowing a friend's washer (Thanks Sonja!!!!) to wash some items we needed. The email came, after several calls and emails from Reed and I. (I have a difficult time with the relaxed lifestyle here. It stretches my patience and I have a very low patience level.) The landlord purchased the washer and it would arrive Tuesday - then Wednesday - and finally the delivery date was set for Thursday (20th) in the afternoon. After a concerned call from Reed at 1:30pm, we got a call back an hour later. The washer finally arrived. It was installed and is now running! HURRAY!!!
I have to laugh over the whole thing, just because I am repeatedly taught the lesson of patience and I still haven't figured it out. Also, our washer at home broke in November, so Reed and I purchased a new one, used it for two months and then moved. It has all sorts of fun features and I can fit a lot of clothes in it, which I can't here. :) I hope Sara and the kids are enjoying our washer as much as I miss it. :)