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Just when you've cleared one hurdle...

So, for a month we've lived with the saga of the broken cold water in the shower and washing machine drainage pipe and electrical outlet in the laundry. The cold water pipe was finally replace on Thursday - Ah, a good shower fixes most things!!! The laundry washer drainage pipe was fixed at the same time. Then this morning the electrician came and fixed the faulty switch in the laundry so we were finally able to set the washing machine up in it's rightful position and plug it in without extension cords and EVERYTHING!

So, that what we did and the bloody washing machine DIED. It's been leaking water since we moved, but now it won't fill the washing machine at all.

DAMN IT!

I can't even tell you how tight money is atm... It's so tight, it's actually turning inside out. We're *just* managing (with much calling around on my part) to keep debt collectors from the door. We were supposed to repay MIL some of the money she loaned us for the move from the Bond refund, but that just hasn't happened. Some of it went onto part payment of bills, some on actual food. And now it looks like the rest of it (all $300) that is left will go on a reconditioned washing machine of some discription.

Meanwhile, I'm get letter after letter from the training facility through which I'm doing this Cert. 3 to please pay up the remaining $380 of the course fees by the middle of April... Not going to happen.

Last night I watched this documentary about stress... Pretty much, according to this, I'm in the process of slowly, but perhaps not so slowly killing myself with stress. Certainly, I'd expect my telomeres are resembling the frayed ends of shipping rope about now... My nerves are definitely frayed. Beginning to wonder when this hurdle race will end, and whether or not I'll actually make it to the end in one piece.

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Juniper said…
oh ((hugs)) Sif - what stress!

I want you to know, that while you are "between machines" you are welcome to come use mine any time you like! I can even pick you up to bring you here if you need me to.

Unfortunately, you can only wash, because our Dryer is broken. Well, it works "when it feels like it" (which isn't very often) so we need to get it fixed before winter truly sets in. I hang all clothes at the moment.

(Hugs) re: the stress - financial worries are the worst!
Sif said…
Thanks so much for the offer, Jen! We actually also got offered a free washing machine elsewhere, people are so generous!

Because we really wanted something under warranty (so we'd been covered for the next little while at least - while we try to sort out our finances), we scraped together the funds to purchase a 5.5kg Simpson which had been reconditioned, and has a 2 year warranty. We thought it was going to be 2kg smaller than our old washer, but as it turns out, our old washer was only 5kg anyway! BONUS!

As with the fishes and the loaves, our money even stretched to food for this week (at least until payday on Thursday)... So, it turns out we're doing better than I thought.

I'm in a bit of a flap with all the (self-imposed, mostly) stressors that seem to be landing on our doorstep at the moment, but I also know we'll get through this and get back to our happy place, and be better off in the long run...

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