I suppose I should be fair and do an "I appreciate the US Navy because...." post. I haven't always been too positive when it comes to the military, but that comes with living the life, I suppose.
I appreciate the US Navy because my dryer wasn't working and now it is.
Imagine my surprise when I went to do laundry the other day and it wasn't working! *Gasp* Oh, how that upset me because if there's one thing a family of five needs? It's the washer and dryer.
I got to thinking about that dryer. Dryers have motors. My husband works on motors- of a sort.
I told him he needed to go check that dryer out because I just didn't want to blow our budget for the month on a service call. It was running and air was blowing, but there was no heat. Heat is necessary to dry thick towels that we use on a daily basis. Not to mention underwear and things such as that.
Then The Man got sick. Some gastro-intestinal viral deal that put him down. To be honest, he's still sick and going to go back to medical today to see what the deal is.
Last night, even though I hated to, I asked him to see what he could do about that dryer because the laundry was threatening to take over.
He took his woozy headed self in the laundry room and started working. I went around the corner a little while later to find my dryer pretty much dismantled. I admit, I was a tad nervous seeing that, but I had faith in my husband.
Lo and behold, there was a paper hidden underneath the panel with diagrams and such. Pictures that made my husband go "Aha!" and mutter to himself.
He requested the vacuum cleaner with hose attachment in order to clean the interior of that blessed machine. I stood to the side as I have been trained to do since I was a little girl. My Daddy trained me to be a helper and go and fetch for him when he was working. I know how to do my job.
Next thing I know? My dryer is working!!!
Oh, the joy of having a good working dryer in my home again. I immediately started laundry secure in the knowledge that what I needed to put in the dryer would be nice and dried at the end of the cycle.
Granted, my dryer isn't a nuclear reactor and it's not located on a submarine. But, I am appreciative to the Navy for teaching my husband the past twenty years how to work under pressure (I feel I might be a tad worse than the Captain at times!) and maybe fix a small motor. Hear that prospective employers?!?! My man is GOOD.
Thanks to my husband for understanding my angst and need for a working dryer in our home. Thanks to him for being sick as a dog and still getting the job done right. THAT's a Chief for ya.
Now, if you'll excuse me? I have some laundry to do.
Go on and enjoy a wonderful Spring weekend, would you?