...and where are all the SP Sudan boys who can apparently fix anything? This is not how it's suppose to work. My flashy new washing machine was hooked up this afternoon. Or so I thought. I hear the spin cycle start and I smile; until the water starts gushing out of my wall and flooding my clean kitchen floor! Right behind the cooker with the exposed gas tank and electrical wires that have no proper end to them. Thankfully my apartment floor slants from the kitchen into the washing room. Convenient, don't you think? Oh, but did I mention the first test run of laundry was full of all my dry rags? I am so happy it's Friday! Maybe on Monday I can wash my clothes. And I must remember to buy a better mop. :-)
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