Yes, I am that awesome.

Let it be known that I hooked up the new washing machine all by myself.

Though that totally sounds like a five year old who just got herself dressed, let me say – I AM THAT EXCITED about it.

It’s been a long, arduous process to acquire a new washer – say, two months? – but it’s totally worth the one-time $60 fee for a repair man to marvel at our previous 20-year-old machine and graciously recommend that American Home Shield replace it. They conceded the point and today the agitator-free machine was delivered. Did I mention it’s agitator-free? That means no more unraveling my tangled tank tops.

Let’s all take a moment and get excited about that:

So after the delivery guys brought the new machine they ended our visit by saying they couldn’t hook it up. Oh really? How so? Apparently the end of the hose that connects to the water faucets looked too rusty, and it would’ve been a liability if they damaged the dealy-whoppers while trying to unscrew it. Throw in a bunch of other technicalities and I said, “Fine. Thanks anyway. I’ll figure it out.”

And figure it out I DID. I just ran a load of water to rinse out the drum and to make sure the hoses didn’t leak. I’m now patting myself on the back for my accomplishments. And if you are my friend on Facebook, you will totally get this:

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