This is the surprise that was waiting for me on the porch when I opened the door to go for my morning walk. (Okay it's something new that I'm trying to do - walk for 20 to 40 minutes every day. They say it takes three weeks to instill a habit so that means I'm a third of the way there.) Yes it took THREE weeks for this baby to make its way home from somewhere in the depth of the hell that is otherwise known as Baggage Control, Heathrow Airport! I'm just glad that it finally arrived. Maybe there's hope that they'll find the remaining piece of lost luggage?
So now I have to gather all the dirty laundry and head over to the laundromat. Oh, I haven't told you about the washer yet, have I? It's been broken for a month now. The Maytag repairman has been very busy at our house in between shooting commercials. So far he's been here four times and still has yet to get the darn thing working again. He thought that maybe he had a box of defective wax motors but now he thinks that the circuit board he installed wasn't good. He said that he'll be here on Tuesday with a spanking brand new board. I'm hoping that it does the trick because I have to tell you that I'm not having fun going to the laundromat with five loads of laundry. It may have been a fine thing to do ten years ago but since then I've been spoiled with having a washer/dryer set-up in my apartments and now the house.
Well, I think this means the Lost Baggage Fairies are working overtime for you. Can you see a doll in all of this?
Posted by: Judi | July 13, 2007 at 08:53 PM
Isn't so annoying when that happens. Has happened to me several times. Once I had to go and buy whole new cloths in India to wear. Another time managed to get the bag just in time for Christmas and keep the presents under the tree.
Posted by: shashi | July 14, 2007 at 07:47 AM
I am so thrilled that you got it back- that seems nothing short of a miracle. Best wishes to the washing machine...
Posted by: Samantha Horoschak | July 15, 2007 at 03:09 PM