Can go from zero to panic in nano-seconds
Monday, June 1st, 2009There’s nothing like a wee bit of stress for Prince and I to start declaring that the other one can go live in the yard. I know you are all jealous of the crazy love around here. Here’s the short list of stupid things that bring about the panic:
We have a front loading washing machine. Did you know that when you move them you need to have shipping bolts installed so that the drum doesn’t move in transit? Neither did I until Wednesday. When I looked it up and confirmed, sure enough they do (which I ought to note, I didn’t learn this from my moving company) — I called Prince in a panic. I called to price said bolts. I freaked out that our moving company didn’t have clue how to move my precious washer.
Update: On Friday the moving company called to confirm that they have hired the right person to prep our washer — which come to fine out includes draining said washer — a panic I totally missed.
I had more examples — but for the life of me, I can not remember them.