So my landlord called just after noon and asked if I had a washer and dryer. I didn’t and had been doing my laundry at the laundromat or bringing it up to my parents’ house. Well, apparently her husband (the co-landlord) was doing a renovation on someone’s bathroom/laundry room and they were getting new machines. They offered to let them have the old machines for free. …and so then they offered to put the machines in my basement so I could use them. Pretty sweet deal.
I helped him haul the machines down the basement steps (there’s a big entrance direct from the outside) and wiped off the rain water while he hooked them up. I’ll probably try them out tomorrow.
My parents were going to give me their old machines in a few weeks when they move since they didn’t want to store them and would just get new machines when they moved into the new house. (They’re the same thing that I have downstairs, except the washer is a lower model.) I don’t know what they’ll do with those machines now. Mike and Sarah don’t need them since they got new machines for their wedding present. At least they won’t have to figure out how to haul them from Maine to Boston…on top of all the other moving hassles.