So.. I can't take all the credit. Without Josh, I probably would have taken even longer, would have cried and/or screamed at least once and maybe would have given up in a fit of anger.
It's a long story and it involves blood and a trip to Home Depot for needle-nosed pliers, lots of gross water all over the floor and tons of dirty towels. In the end, all it took was a little duct tape.
But, the washing machine is fixed. We are so graduating Home Ec.
