Al final de la tarde, estresada, sudada (porque el calor está tremendo), cansada y triste regresé a mi casa, pensando en las únicas opciones que tenía: alquilar una lavadora, no ensuciar ropa (lo cual es imposible) y lavar a mano. Me preparé una limonada para llevar la vida en paz y aplacar el calor y el estrés, porque como está la cosa enfermarse sale caro y el bolsillo, como el meme dice:

_¡Ya no aguanto más! ¡Ya no aguanto más!

HASTA UNA PRÓXIMA OPORTUNIDAD, AMIGOS

La imagen principal es de mi galería personal y editada en Canva, y el texto fue traducido con Deepl Translate

[Versión en Inglés]
A beautiful Saturday, HIVE friends! Those of us who live in Venezuela know how stressful it can be when some “normal” things happen in our lives, such as getting sick or having an appliance burn down. This eventuality can mean the death of our economy, making a hole in our pocket, which is already holed and clean because of the same situation we live in.
So you can imagine how I felt when I tried to turn on the washing machine and it wouldn't turn on. I turned it off feeling like I was in a cold sweat and praying to all the saints that it would turn on the second time, but nope. Certainly the washing machine we have was from prehistoric times, from the year when the rainbow was still in black and white, but it had been good and although it had had its faults, we always managed to turn it on.
However, the technician, during the last repair, had already warned us:
You must start gathering because this washer can't take any more, he said and I almost saw the washer saying like the meme:
I can't take it anymore! I can't take it anymore!
Anyway, the day had arrived and at its worst moment because this week, the official dollar shot up to 42 and so many bolivars, after having been “holding” at 36 for many long months.
Well, armed with patience and a lot of faith, I went out to see the prices of washing machines and to see if I could find an economical washing machine. As always, one goes to the places that are recommended to us and those that one knows that always sell not cheaper, but less expensive than in other stores.
My faith did not last long because no washing machine was under 200 dollars. Those of that price were of unknown brands and with capacity to wash, I imagine, a dress and two blouses. Other well-known brands with a three-month warranty were over $250 and could reach up to $400. I had to save three months of economic war bonus and survive on my salary, which is impossible. So I grabbed my patience and kept looking.
On my tour looking for an economical washing machine, I observed the number of places that have opened in the last few months in my city. In a country where the minimum wage has been frozen for two years now, how do you explain that new places for food, clothes, shoes, open every month. Is it money laundering or am I the only poor person in this country?
At the end of the afternoon, stressed, sweaty (because the heat is tremendous), tired and sad I returned home, thinking about the only options I had: rent a washing machine, not to dirty clothes (which is impossible) and wash by hand. I made myself a lemonade to lead my life in peace and placate the heat and stress, because the way things are going, getting sick is expensive and my pocket, as the meme says, “I can't take it anymore:
I can't take it anymore! No more water!