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Crap. crap, crap, crap, crap, crap. Sorry. Have to vent. Into each life some rain must fall. Today, as I was washing pretty much every towel I own, I heard the washer go into a spasm of loud poundings during the spin cycle. This is nothing new. That stupid agitator somehow winds itself off of its little post at least once every ten washes, and so, as I've been trained to do when that happens, I got up from knitting on the couch to stop and restart it. And walked into an inch of water in my bedroom and closet (where the washer lives). Of course, I have no towels with which to sop up the water because they're all in the washer, wet. Aaaargh!
Enough. I've had it with this washer. I thought I'd bought myself another year or more with it after I had it repaired when it broke down in June. But that was not to be. Tomorrow I go to Lowe's to order a new one. And a dryer to match, because my dryer is also on its last legs.
And now I'm wondering how I will dry myself after my showers over the next few days, before the new appliances arrive. Maybe I'll pick up some towels while I'm out....
Money grows on trees, right? Right?
***Money grows on trees, right? Right?
4 comments:
Oh rats. What a bummer about those wretched wet towels. You'll have to put some out on the bushes, like they did in olden times. And maybe put up a tiny clothes line somewhere ... just in case.
Wishing there were money trees ...
hugs
b
That's too bad. I hope your vent helped a little.
So sorry to hear about your washing machine. Bring your towels to a laundry mat to dry them - forced knitting time while you wait! :)
Dude....that totally sucks.
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