Decisions, Decisions, Decisions

I’m sure you are all sitting on the edge of your computer chairs wondering what in the world we decided to do about our washing machine issues. I won’t make you wonder any more. I spent a good bit of time on Friday researching and comparing washing machines and we finally settled on a few that I liked. Friday night after I got off from work we went to Home Depot, Sears, Lowe’s and then back to Home Depot to purchase our new washing machine. I was really nervous about it because it was my first major appliance purchase ever. When we bought our home it came with all the appliances, so I had never had to make a decision before on what kind of machine I hope to love for the next few years.

Y’all, I really, really wanted this:

But I settled on a simple, practical top loader.

It wasn’t so much that I wanted a front loader. I don’t really care either way for a front loader vs. a top loader. It was more of the fact that I was coveting the color choices offered by the front loaders. Why can my laundry room not be a turquoise colored vision just because I don’t have a front loader? Why should I be punished I ask you? The very practical and sensible top loader that we chose had the color options of white or white.

The only other color option for any of the top loaders: bisque. What is this, 1972? Do people really buy $400 bisque colored appliances now? After that color choice, I almost expected to see a mustard colored or avocado green top loader available for purchase, much like the washer we had when we first got married. It was passed down from my grandmother and it perfectly matched her avocado green refrigerator. It was a great washing machine, especially considering that it had been used through about 5 presidential administrations.

But sadly, it had a penchant for dancing across the floor during the spin cycle. I’m sure the people who rented the apartment below us just LOVED us whenever we washed clothes.

Anyways, I made my decision, got it seconded by Jeremy and then paid for the purchase.

I was barely in the parking lot when I began second guessing myself; Did we spend too much? Did we not spend enough? Should I have looked around more? Should we not have upgraded to the stainless steel tubes? Should we have gotten a front loader? Did I really want the bisque?

So many choices.

The worst part, other than dropping a good bit of dough and all the second guessing, was finding out that our new washing machine can’t be delivered to Wednesday.

I’m guessing that Home Depot doesn’t realize (or care) that we have a three year old.

I can't help but think that if I had sprung for the front loader that the washing machine would have been delivered and installed on Saturday. I guess I'll never know...