Scroll down if you're looking for Thursday Thirteen. I just had a domestic crisis that I have to get out of my system right now.
I'm writing this at 1:30 in the morning. Why am I still up you ask? I'll tell you...
About 45 minutes ago I was about to head up to bed when I realized the laundry I had in the dryer should be done. I do occasionally leave it sitting in there, but this had a bunch of Jay's stuff in it and I knew he'd get cranky if I did (I suppose I have to thank him now) so off I went.
To my surprise, the dryer was still going. In fact, it was still early in the cycle. I opened the door and found that a few things were really hot while others were wet. After poking around a bit and opening and shutting the door a few times (as if that could possibly do something, yes, I am an idiot) I realized that it wasn't spinning. I closed the door again and turned the dryer back on. Still no spinning. Well crap, the dryer seems to be broken.
I started pulling out the clothes when I realized that my yellow tank top was now two-tone - black and yellow! Damned if the thing hadn't burned in there! It was boiling hot and had pretty serious scorch marks, some even going just about all the way through. Another few minutes and I'm sure the whole thing would have gone up in flames.
And let me tell you, I would have been seriously pissed off if I'd set fire to all of my underwear! (The go*glebots are going to have a field day with that one, aren't they?)
So I just spent the last half an hour hanging each individual item on the drying rack, remembering just why I don't do that for loads with 4 billion small items in them, and that's why I'm still awake at 1:39am (because of course I couldn't just go to bed, I had to race here and tell all of you first. Nevermind that I have to get up and get both kids out at the crack of dawn tomorrow.). And to top it all off the flippin' dryer is obviously kaput and I'll need to track down a repairman tomorrow. On the whole though, I think I dodged a pretty good bullet there. I shudder to think at what could have happened. Yikes...