Laundry, the original ‘Never Ending Story.’
I suppose if I were in Fantasia I could simply wish the laundry done and it would be. Alas, this is not Fantasia and I do not have a Luck Dragon. Have any of you watched ‘Never Ending Story’ with the captions on, just to figure out what name Sebastian yelled out the window? Never mind.
So back in May of 2013 the family traveled up to Colorado Springs for the Big Dog Brag . This is a nice little mud run that the kids and friends participated in. Not as difficult as the Spartan, by pleasant and fun and muddy.
Hubs decided to be a sweetie and wash all the laundry when we got back. I’m not going to argue, so I let him go. He’s better at staying on top of it since he doesn’t get distracted easily by things like…cleaning the rest of the house, doing homework, resolving conflict, grocery shopping and making dinner. It’s cute watching him wash, dry, fold AND put away all the clothes. (Back off ladies, he’s spoken for.)
However, the load he saved for last was everything the kids wore for the mud race. I wish I could follow his logic, but this time I have no idea what the hell he was thinking. All of the clothes in not rinsed out in the tub or outside first, just thrown in. Shoes too.
The washer wouldn’t drain. We have a Whirlpool Cabrio, which I have heard a lot of horrible stories about. Personally, I like it. I can wash my king sized comforter just fine and even our pillows. So I like it. I like it especially when it works, which up until yesterday it did not. We have been taking clothes to the Laundromat or family and friends’ houses. With six people in the family, four athletes with games twice a week, that’s a lot of dirty clothes. That meant football equipment and volleyball gear needed washing, lest we invite ringworm and other nastiness. It’s gross, smelly and expensive.
I mentioned a couple times that I think the washer should be drained and taken apart. The part I was thinking needing replaced is about $150, not including tax and shipping. If it was the control panel, that was about $275 and I’d rather just buy a new washer if that’s the case. That’s not including labor cost if I decided not to do it myself.
I mentioned the washer again to Hubs and he said, “I know, Hon. I know…relax.”
Relax? He’s so cute. I’m a SAHM – I never ‘relax’.
Check me out.
Started at 8:15 a.m. and finished at 4:00 p.m. Just in time to make dinner.