Sunday I bought a new drier at Menard’s. We stopped for cocktails and sandwiches at the Tom-Tom Club. We went home and Brett installed the new appliance while I started a load of laundry.

We were surprized to discover that we never did have any kind of exhaust pipe or hose installed, not even when the old drier still worked. We’d both thought for sure we had that shit laying around.

But no mind! One load venting into the house – no biggie.

So when the wash was done I put it in the drier and it made the whole house smell like a laundromat and the clothes came out all warm and fluffy.

Not crunchy, like line-dried clothes.

Hooray! A drier that works! **snoopy dance**

Monday at lunch, Brett asked me if I’d dried anything yet that day. After lunch I did a load of whites and when they were done, transferred them into my new high-capacity drier…

…and it wouldn’t turn on.

I checked the fuse box, I unplugged it, plugged it back in, checked the Troubleshooting section of the manual. Everything. The thing won’t turn on.

So now I’m calling Menard’s to see if they’ll replace it. Meanwhile, my load of whites has been sitting wet for two days. Sheesh.