Entry FeedPerhaps our hockey season will never end, but with the beautiful weather over the Easter weekend I believed that Spring had arrived. Today - flurries.
FLURRIES!
I just took my snow tires off, and patted myself on the back for getting the hats, mittens, boots, winter coats and snow pants put away.
YES - FLURRIES!
I was chilled to the bone all day. My current plan is to crawl into bed and hibernate until it really is Spring again.
However - currently there is someone over installing a new dryer, so I have to stay dressed and awake.
This is what I love about my father.
Last night, I put a load of laundry in the dryer. It is sounded terrible, and I don't think that it was spinning at all.
Called my dad at about 9 pm. Yes, I am 35 years old - but so? (Note - my father was also the one who took my minivan into get my tires changed, and has organized a new door for the van for me)
Today, I had a new dryer by noon. Tonight, it will be installed. How's that for service?
My husband is wonderful, and cleaned the laundry room, removed the old dryer (involved removing the side door) and put the new dryer into the basement laundry room.
HOWEVER - without my father purchasing the dryer today, and organizing the installation, I could have been weeks or MONTHS without a dryer.
Can you imagine a living without full service laundry facilities for days, let alone weeks or months, with three children? As much as I hate laundry, the thought of not being able to do it when I need to terrifies.
Thanks Dad!