Tina called me just after I left her at the house. "The dryer isn't drying."
I called Paul, who would be going to Little Rock today for a meeting. Repairman? I know not. I should, but I don't. Anyway, he takes care of all things mechanical.
We just bought that dryer a few months ago.
Now we have at least two loads of wet clothes - one was in the washer when I left.
It could be worse: we could have no sheets, no towels, no washer... no dryer. Someone reminded me yesterday that people in another part of the world live 15 to a room made of mud about twelve feel square.
It's raining today - here and in some other part of the world.