I went to Homo Depot earlier in the week and purchased a new dryer.  It was scheduled for delivery today some time between 10 AM and 2 PM.  It arrived shortly after noon and is now installed.  I’m as shocked as I am pleased inasmuch as it happened within the window given and only took about 15 minutes to complete (including them toting off the old bitch that gave up the ghost right in the middle of drying my last load of laundry — which included all of my shorts and a lot of my tee shirts).

You guess it: I’m a happy camper.  I’ve been without means to do laundry for two weeks.  That’s about as long as I could go without experiencing a clothing shortage.  It’s not that I wouldn’t have anything to wear; it’s just that I’d have to start wearing business or cooler-weather clothes.  And that doesn’t begin to scratch the surface on towels and sheets.  While the latter was less of a problem, the former presented a rapidly approaching quandary: no showers or dirty towels to dry off, both of which offer, in my opinion, the same end result: GROSS!

Sure, I could go to the laundromat or to Rick’s place if I was in a pinch, but it’s the convenience of the thing.  If I have to leave my own abode to do my laundry, I’m not gonna be thrilled.  At all.  Especially if I have to find change to make it happen.  Not interested.

Also, plumbers are here today working on the sewage line.  With help from the tampon-and-paper-towel flushing wench, they discovered one of the bushes outside my patio had penetrated the line and was extending its roots through the pipe.  They’re here to fix it.  The bush was carefully excavated and set aside, and then a very large hole was opened in the earth.  As funny as it seems, the pile of displaced soil did a fantastic job of smothering the birdseed that took root.  With a few rain showers here and there, some of those plants kept growing — including a few from corn, and wouldn’t that have been entertaining if they’d continued…  Nevertheless, I was happy to see quite a few of those baby plants smothered under a pile of dirt more than a yard (a meter) high and more than two yards (two meters) across.  That should finally kill them.  I hope.

Along with various chores and other activities, I’ve yet to eat lunch.  As I told Jenny, I’m fucking starving!  So I ordered Chinese food.  I’m disinterested in going anywhere or cooking anything, so let them do the work and bring the meal to me.  In the meantime, I’m fucking starving!