I Am Sad To Report That I Am Not the Maytag Man, Even If I Do Try (1st World Crisis Over The Weekend)

"Oh, and the dryer isn't heating up," Chitunga tells me in his report of what was the last week like with me in Louisiana. "It's working, but not getting hot."

He was right.

And with my inquisitive mine, I took the entire machine apart and tried to figure out what was wrong. I diagnosed it as a failed thermostat or a failed heating element. I even bought an "O" meter (that's what the YouTube guy called it) to see where and whereunto there was a current. With my diagnosis of what needed to be replaced, I went to Home Depot and they didn't have the part. It needs to be ordered on line.

Now, I'm an idiot. I did two loads of wash even though I knew the dryer wasn't working. That was stupid because now I have wet clothes that I'll have to throw around the back porch in the morning.

This, coupled with he failed water hose not he fridge has me frustrated and feeling pathetic. I want to take care of my domestic responsibilities, but cannot for the life of me figure out what I'm missing.

So, it looks like I will be called a specialist to help me out. I can't sacrifice another day of being a mechanical detective, even if I did try and want to feel self-sufficient. Sadly, too, I went for a beer and there was none in the house. Dang Connecticut. They don't see beer after 5 pm on Sundays.

Water it was for the evening, coupled with frustration.