After a long day filled with grocery shopping and children playing, I got a call from Wife I didn't want to hear: "I think our washing machine is broken." I paraphrased that, but the washing machine does appear to be leaking some water. I'm going to run it again tomorrow and see what happens, but I am not overly optimistic we won't have to call a repairman and/or buy a new washing machine.
Then I had to go to work. Wife commented these types of emergencies always happen on nights I work. Bad luck, I guess.
Alas, our washing machine is not a Maytag. Gordon Jump won't be showing up at our house.