THE TIME MY DRYER QUIT

The dryer is an appliance that is essential in my life. I honestly think I wash and dry clothes about as much as a family of 4. That's bad, right?

Well, the dryer I have was bought when I first got married. It was bought at a used appliance store for cheap, and has been a good and faithful dryer for about 4 years.

The other day I woke up after my dryer had been running through the night to damp, smelly clothes. Um. That is not what I was going for. I was panicking. I had nearly all of my work clothes in the dryer (I know - all of my business clothes are dry-able). So, I did what any self-respecting woman would do. I freaked out. Expletives were said, clothes were thrown, it was a full-on meltdown.

Then, I thought, Come on Melissa. What can you do to solve this very real problem? Well, a few ideas came to mind.

One. Drive around fast with my windows down and the clothes hanging in the back.
Two. Wear damp clothes. Who would notice?
Three. Wear something else...Yikes. I think I would have had to wear gym shorts.
Four. Hang them outside in the sun and be four and half hours late to work.

So, what did I do? I turned on the dryer and dried the clothes (I THOUGHT I HAD DRIED THE NIGHT BEFORE). Moral of the story? Get. More. Sleep. I obviously need it.