Like I was talking about last night, the dryer was going. Mom went to bed so I was left to babysit the laundry. While it was "drying" the clothes I decided to pass the time with some exercises.
11:40pm- I worked out my arms with some weights. I did some sit ups, and walked on the treadmill for a bit.
12:00am- When the dryer stopped I went and stuck my hand in the dryer, discovered that some jeans were still wet, which is typical. I mean, the jeans are always still wet. So I set the dryer to go on for a little bit longer, and read a bit.
12:30am- Brother came downstairs too see me reading. He was a bit buzzed from having a few scotches, or whiskeys, or what have you. I told him how one of my three books was refunded and the guy was putting the book on the website again, so that I could buy it. But mom told me to wait until the refunded money appeared in my account, which would take about two days. I asked him whether I should just go ahead and buy it again without the money in my account, because I needed the book, and he was selling it the cheapest. He said yes.
12:45am- To my horror, I discovered that the book had already been sold, and that I was going to have to pay another $15 to $20 dollars on a different one. Angry, I went upstairs and got some food while Brother told me "It's alright Samantha."
1:00am- Again to my horror, I went to check the laundry, and it was STILL NOT DRY! I then realized the problem... the dryer was not spinning, only heating up. Everything was still wet and it was too late to wake up mom.
1:15am- I called Brother in and asked him to help me find the problem with the dryer. He, of course, having a hard time taking the matter seriously. After switching the buttons, restarting the dryer, taking out some of the laundry, and offering to use a plunger, he laughed it off and walked away. Leaving me with laundry.
1:30am- I decided that the only means to get the laundry dry was to hang it up on any available surface. There were a few hangers in the bathroom, and after rummaging in the closet I found one more. I hung up the important things, and then started draping the remaining articles. Over the treadmill, on the towel hooks in, over some chairs, a music stand, anywhere.
1:45am- The Cave was now looking more like a small clothing store, I was tired, and the Brother was still buzzed, but considerate enough to move the chairs around, as he said: "Just incase there's a fire or something, so you can get out".
2:00am- Finally cocooned in some blankets on the couched, I reluctantly set my phone to wake me up at 8:08am, as I was worried the laundry might not be dry, even though Brother said: "No, no, it'll be dry" in a drunken mumble.
8:16am- Phone did not go off, but I managed to wake up close enough to when I wanted to. Touched every piece of clothing. AGAIN to my horror, everything was still damp.
9:00ish - Inform mom, who was awake, about the dryer issue.
After this point I didn't keep track of times, but we ended up hanging most of the laundry off the front porch. And the dryer has yet to be fixed.
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