A disaster of biblical proportions is looming at our house. Even as I type, the pile of dirty laundry in my laundry room is growing. That’s because our washer is broken.
I’m not sure exactly how long it’s been broken but apparently, after 10 years of hard work, our washer is no longer agitated enough to clean clothes.
It fills. It makes agitate-ty noises. It drains and spins. But actual washing is not taking place.
I only noticed that it wasn’t working properly by accident. Normally, I just turn it on, throw in the detergent and clothes and let it do it’s thing. I’m quick. Years and years of doing mountains of laundry each week means I’m somewhat like those Nascar tire changers. No time for the agitator to start - I’ve got that baby loaded and ready to go before it even finishes filling with water.
There’s usually no reason to pop open the lid and check - I pack it so full that adding a last minute item isn’t going to happen. Occasionally, when it sounds like one of the kids is beating on the washer with multiple hammers, I have to go and redistribute the clothes. That’s during the spin cycle though.
I mean really. How often do you watch to make sure the agitator is actually agitating? Yeah. Me too.
Luckily, Steve was able to determine that the cause of the malfunction was a relatively cheap and easily replaced part for which the shipping costs exceeded the part cost. It should be here in a few days. Damn that man is handy!
Meanwhile, I refuse to pack up Mt. Washmore and take it to the laundromat. I just. can’t. do. it. I would rather be beaten than do that!
On another appliance front… never remove and dispose of the water filter in your refrigerator before you have a replacement filter that actually fits. You will not be able to get water from the door (oh horrors!) and your ice supply will cease (aaahhhh!).
Stephanie 
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