The junk yard bought our broken-down van this morning. I hated every moment of trying to sell that! I'm mostly brave in stereotypically male situations, but calling the junk yards made me really feel like a girl. Now that job is done. YES!
After washing all morning and spending an hour and a half drying at the laundry mat, Justin had pity on me.
He showed me the cash from the junk yard and proclaimed, "We're getting a dryer!"
With the help of Craigslist, the passage of about an hour's time, and our bigger car, we brought home a new/old dryer.
I never thought listening to the sound of a working and quiet dryer would make me so happy . . .
But it has!