Ok last week was going ok until Wednesday. I woke up and went to check on the clothes I had put in the dryer the night before, and they were still wet. I checked the timer and it hadn't finished the cycle. So I tried to restart it, and it wouldn't restart. Dead dryer. So I decided it was bright and sunny outside I would buy a rope to put up a clothesline outside. We had some other running around to do too, so me and the kids got ready to, jumped in the truck (the van got fixed the week before, so of course, Kevin took it to Kansas), drove the truck down to the end of the block, stopped at the stop sign, and the truck dies (it has been doing this every time you stop for a couple a month or so, but Kevin didn't figure he needed to fix it or something), So I try to restart it, and it won't restart. So I'm sitting at the stop sign, a line of cars behind me honking and generally annoyed because I wasn't moving. After about five minutes some guy comes from the other direction and offers to help. He got a lady in a truck behind me to push the truck around the corner, and I was able to park it. Me and the kids walked back home. I didn't get to buy any rope to hang my clothes on, and of course, I can't find any around my house. I finally found a dog cable to tie up outside, I tie it up, get my clothes all hung up, and it gets all cloudy and ready to rain. It stayed cold, cloudy, and rainy the rest of the week. I didn't get many dry clothes.

Kevin came home for the weekend and switched out my dryer with one he got out of his dad's house, it is very old and takes about 3 hours to dry clothes, but at least they are dry. He also put a new starter in the truck. He can not figure out why it keeps dying. So I am just supposed to deal with that. But it does start.