All of the appliances are here and installed after an absolute whirlwind yesterday culminating in the delivery of the washing machine at 7:00 pm. Right in the middle of bath/bed time natch. They are all beautiful and work perfectly. The only one that gave any trouble was the range, and that's mostly because the gas inlet pipe is in a weird place under the house and couldn't be moved. So we have a bit of space behind it. M calls it a gap. I call it ventilation.
Anyway, I'm laundering my first HE load right now. The new machine is a lot quieter than any other washer I've ever heard, but the noises it does make are new to me. It's spinning like a top though and is advanced enough to sense if it is unbalanced or overloaded (apparently humans can't be trusted to make those judgement calls). It also has all these codes that will display to let you know how it's doing, if it needs anything, etc. If only kids were that easy. But the thing I love the most about it is the "F__" (or F##) code that means you're supposed to call Sears immediately. As in "f'ed" up? Those Kenmore guys have a sense of humor! Of course, it also means that the machine will fit in perfectly with some of the more potty-mouthed members of the family.
Today was supposed to be the end of the whirlwind, but we had some plumbing issues this morning (speaking of pottys) so the plumbers will be here tomorrow. THEN we'll be done. Except for the rest of the unpacking and we have a hard deadline for that since we're getting ready for both sets of parents to visit at the end of the month. Whew.