Now you might think I'm crazy for talking in front of appliances. And you'd be right. We procure the dryer and off we go. No sooner did we load the soaking wet clothes BACK into the washer and tote the old, dead dryer away, did the old washer start shaking like a holy roller on crack. This was just after the agitator decided it wanted to be quirky. So we decided what the hey, let's get a new washer. 15 minutes after leaving our local AD, I waltzed back in and plunked down our hard-earned cash (there's a reason it's called an Emergency Fund, folks) and loaded the matching washer into the back of the Parental Units' van and toted it home. Now, one hour a sore back and a few scrapes and bruises later, the appliances are hooked up and functional.
As for Murphy, all I have left to offer is the following: