I hope something in the universe doesn't treat this as a way to torture me after I post this, but it looks like our dryer woes have come to an end. They actually came to an end a couple of weeks ago, but I was hesitant to say they were over because I thought they had been over a couple of times before. Now I'm pretty sure. As in, 95 percent sure they're done, leaving 5 percent to the possibility they aren't.
In our entire cast of repairmen that came out to work on our problem, the second electrician was the one who saved the day. He also saved the day the last time, but it looks like his fix has fixed the problem for good.
The problem? Wiring in the circuit breaker. One of the wires used to have a white coating, but it sure wasn't pure white anymore. There were some small burn marks over certain spots, giving us the impression that some sparks flew. So the electrician just put the wire into a different spot on the breaker and everything has worked fine since.
If I've learned anything more since the last time I wrote about this, it's that I should keep quiet about things that get fixed for at least six months. It's like the rule of thumb I have for friends who want to quit smoking or drinking: don't make your decision to quit public until at least six months have passed. Too often, that journey on the path gets derailed and you're back on the wagon.
Believe me, I love talking about the things that are going right in my life. I just tend to find things go haywire when I make a big public announcement about it. We're talking the epitome of knocking on wood here. And that's frustrating.