So how's your Saturday going? (Light-hearted)

[Grumpymug]

Because mine utterly sucks.
The washing machine had a tantrum and was making some awful noises, cleaned the filter ashamed and it did a cycle with nothing in fine. Put some clothes in and it's proceeded to flood my kitchen, and as I'm first floor, the hallway and stairs below thank fuck it wasn't downstairs flat the water appeared to be leaking from the actual machine and not a pipe or the filter not back in properly. Had a new motor on it a few months ago and other bits checked but it is 10 years old and it has done well. Would have preferred it just ya know stopped though, than having a bath full of sopping wet clothes and a paddling pool in the hallway complete with water feature from the ceiling.
Have just spent a chunk of savings (which weren't a lot to start with anyway) on the garden, which I'm struggling to do because it just keeps raining, and so it's all sat there mocking me because it could be a new washing machine and will have to order on Argos card and what I was saving each month will now be paying that.
That led I really don't know why to a mass sort out of the spare junk room, and have managed to break the bottom of the hoover now, though it's still useable, and narrowly avoided electrocution as the wire got wrapped round the brushes and has started to shred the plastic before I managed to turn it off. That's now got electricians tape round it.
Then while this is going on the fucking dog decided to levitate onto the windowsill (I honestly have no idea how she got up there) and take herself out the window onto downstairs flat roof after a bird. That was fun. During this escapade I managed to knock not one but two pictures off the wall, breaking one completely.
I'm now sitting drinking tea and wondering if I dare touch anything else!
Anyone elses Saturday resembling an episode of Miranda?!

Its not me, its the neighbours, they are all having some kind of war, and I'm hiding indoors like the craven coward I am.

I feel your pain. My washing machine and dishwasher broke within 24 hours of each other. Builder man came round today and confirmed death of washing machine, but pointed out that dishwasher was fine, it was just that the plastic connecting tubey thing has been destroyed by MICE 😱😱😱

So this morning was expensive, buying a new washing machine and bloody mountains of mouse traps...

Not had the day we were expecting! Man with mini digger supposedly coming to fill in trench which takes new water pipe and power to shed. Last time he was here, he arrived at 07:30 and we were still in bed!
Up at 07:00 this morning and he hasn't arrived. Mechanic coming to service one of our vehicles, messaged mid morning to say he had injured his arm but would be here on Monday. Knew we were expecting DD1 + DGD round about mid morning. Surprised when DD3 rocked up with her two as well!
All now gone, can't be arsed to start gardening at this time of day so tea and cake instead!

My (almost 15 year old basic non beeping) washing machine is doing fine but I've followed MN advice and cleaned my dish washer.
Now it leaks.
What does this teach me and us about cleaning? And the practical use of dirt?

It's my due date today. I haven't given birth. It's hot. I'm fat and uncomfortable and can't make plans cos of the baby who refuses to be evicted.
Fed. Up.

Waiting to pick someone up from hospital but the docs are so far two hours later than planned discharging them.

Have eaten a share bag of Galaxy Counters (529 kcals), tidied up and sorted and cleaned some recycling.

Have a few sewing projects that I haven't even started and I am determined to get the three pairs of trousers at least cut and pinned.

I've got a couple of coats to repair, buttons to sew on and a cross stitch project to back stitch and wash.

@TheInebriati 😲 good call! I'm lucky that we rarely get any kind of trouble round here, but when I lived somewhere that did I used to hide too!
@bingbangbosh at least your dishwasher will be ok once pipes are replaced. Borrow my levitating terrier for the mice, she's a good mouser often borrowed for friends stables as the farm cats are totally useless at mousing and prefer lying around on horses backs and eating packet food to actually catching small furries!
@rslsys sometimes life just goes a total opposite way doesn't it, what's that saying, best laid plans and all? Hopefully you enjoyed tea and cake!
@Prokupatuscrakedatus - yes, I agree that dirt does have practical applications! I'm wondering if I'd just removed the £1 coin from the filter that the machine wouldn't be leaking now? Maybe the muck was plugging a hole somewhere!
@AnotherRubberDuck oh, I understand, I was very late with DD (16 years ago nearly) and she had to be evicted by induction. I think I cried in the midwife appointment and she took pity on me. I was heavy through a lot of hot weather too. Do you have someone you can designate as servant? For ice lollies, fan positioning and sympathy? Hope you go into labor soon and all goes well for you meeting your gorgeous new addition 💐
@EvaHarknessRose it's just a waiting game isn't it sometimes, they're so busy. Hope whoever is being discharged feels better soon.
@Gingernaut I'm very envious of your sewing ability, my nan was wonderful with cloth and thread and made some lovely things, unfortunately I didn't inherit it from her. If you were alone, or standing up while eating them, the galaxy counters don't count you know 😜

I can hem trousers, sew on buttons and do minor repairs to surface stitching.

That. Is. It.

I wouldn't know what to do with a pattern if my life depended on it. ☹

Shite! DH went out to watch football at 4:30 and still not home, I woke up about half an hour ago in a panic at empty bed. Why does he always have to rip the arse out of everything?

@luckygreeneyes he'll get back at pissed o'clock and crash out on the sofa. It's a worry though isn't it, can't understand why they just don't send a text!

Washing machine woes sound awful.

I won't sleep well tonight, ex sent me a string of nasty texts out of the blue about what a cretin I am. More strongly worded.

I just came back from holiday. Alone with DS (6), who has not stopped talking for even a second of the flight. Landed 40 mins late at 1:10 am and it took them 1h 45m to get the bags off the plane.

First announcement was made after an hour and it was “We don’t know when hour bags are coming but hopefully it will be soon” helpful

I’m now totally overtired and wired. It’s doing my head in.

Its Sunday, things have calmed down a bit, the neighbour is having her front door mended. The police have been round the street to hear everyones side, its all a bit 'he said she said'.

I'm going to dash out to the supermarket while there's a lull