It seems as though thinks can only go seemingly "perfect" for so long. Our washing machine broke sometime between Sunday at 9:00pm and yesterday at 6:00pm.
With all of the water, soap and a full load of laundry in it mind you. I mean, if it had finished the spin cycle, I would have been grateful.
We spent half the night with buckets, sopping clothes, towels, and a lovely smell of mildew. It was nice. We are now begrudgingly in the market for a new washing machine.
Don't you hate when your money doesn't go where it's planned?