I Swear - Nothing every goes according to Plan!
See, I had a Plan. The DH liked the Plan. It was a Good Plan. And then the wheels fell off.
Here it is the middle of this week and I haven't had a washing machine since the middle of last week and I am surrounded by things that need washing.
The DH & I went out last Sunday and bought a washer, scheduling the delivery for Wednesday, knowing that I would stay home & wait for the delivery men, while he went to his Ortho Dr. appointment alone. That was the Plan. Which meant, had things gone along with the Plan, I would be able to systematically attack the pile of unwashed things and have them clean, folded and put away by late today.
So the very nice delivery men arrive a bit BEFORE the scheduled time. And the very nice delivery men CARRY my washer into the house - no trolley to muck things up.
And the very nice delivery men very gently set the washer down...
next to my cutting table.
No - I do not plan on relocating the laundry room to the middle of the Studio.
No - this is not a new Modern Art installation
No - this is not where it needs to be at all.
What this is is the Problem. Or more accurately, the problem is in the picture below.
Right there - the shut off valves or rather, one shut off valve and one not-going-to-ever shut off valve. The blasted thing is completely stripped, corroded and useless. And it is preventing the disconnecting of the old washer and the installing of the new washer. It is not making me a happy camper.
The DH and I have to decide if we are going to tackle this DIY project or call in a plumber. Normally, I am all for doing it myself BUT the cold temps and water and malfunctioning shut off valves might be a tad bit above my pay grade.
DOUBLE DRAT BLAST! I just going to have to make a cuppa, grab my thimble and get some hand quilting done while I come up with a new Plan.