On a wild hair, I tried out our washing machine again. Driving the Gator back and forth to the father-in-laws house every 45 minutes was getting ridiculous. Guess what? Our darn Whirlpool started working again. My grandmother said it heard it was getting replaced by something new and fancy. On the bright side, we now know exactly what we want, and can order them when Chris and Brandon start working on our new bathroom and laundry room. Although, 14 minutes is something I will daydream about until that day.