Yesterday the washing machine freaked out. After the last time it leaked (totally my fault for not securing the hose in the sink) I was incredibly careful, knowing that if it happened again it was likely our landlord would tell us that I wasn't allowed to use it again. I ran two loads of laundry in the morning checking often to make sure that everything was ok. Everything was fine. The hose was secured in the sink and no issues at all. I started a third load of laundry (trying to get all the baby stuff washed and put away) and then made a quick run to the store. I was gone less than 30 minutes and checked the hose before I left and somehow when I came back, the hose was out of the sink and on the counter. How did this happen? I have NO idea. I walked in the house, up the stairs and took one step in the kitchen and lost it. Yelling at the machine and crying hysterically. And, as suspected, this morning an email from our landlord telling me I can't use the machine anymore. That's all well and good now but what are we supposed to do with a newborn in the house? Not having laundry is not really an option.
I emailed back apologizing and telling them I didn't know what had happened or why. Stating that if what it would take for me to be able to use it again would be sitting in the kitchen the whole time it's running, that's what I would do. Otherwise we need to work out something with Mark, downstairs, to be able to use the washer/dryer down there. We tried this when he first moved in and it didn't really work as (to be expected) he didn't want me using it when he wasn't home. That's not really going to work either, as he's never home. But honestly, with a newborn, going to the laundromat just won't be feasible.
I sat here and composed the email back to them and read over his email a couple of times completely in tears. I don't know what else to do. I called Toshi but he's on the road to Boston to take a look at a bike frame he wants to buy. I have yoga in 25 minutes and although I know I should go and get myself out of the house I'm stuck here in this chair wishing I hadn't left the house yesterday afternoon to run to the store. I should have just waited until the stupid thing was done before leaving. I had the time I just felt like I had to go right then.
I suppose I should get up and go to yoga. It will probably help me calm myself down.
I can't wait to get out of NY to a normal house with a normal washer and dryer and to be rid of this stupid portable one that while at one point was wonderful just seems to be causing more issues. I used to leave the house all the time with it running and there had never been an issue before. I don't get it.
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