Sunday, January 30, 2011
Hello, My Precious.
Caroline is mesmerized by the sight of the wash washing in our new washing machine, which was delivered today, along with a new dryer. It was a day of great joy and celebration here at the Blue House. No tears were shed as our old, leaky, non-agitating washer was hauled away by the Geek Squad. But the washer had at least generally done the job until very recently. In contrast, our pathetic excuse for a dryer had not dried clothes worth a darn since 2007. We had a repairman out to look at it when we first moved into this house (which is when it stopped drying) and he couldn't find anything wrong with it. We had our handyman, David Beckham, clean out the dryer vents, but it still took two or three cycles to dry a load of laundry. The fact we lived for three years with this serious hindrance to our 15-load a week laundry habit is a testament to our extreme aversion to buying major appliances. The delivery guys were very nice or I would have given the front door an extra slam as the dryer left the house for the last time.
The moment of truth came just minutes ago, when our first load of laundry came through the first cycle in the new dryer. I was shaking a little as I opened the door. I had completely forgotten what it was like to open a dryer to dry clothes, and I just had this horrible feeling that the clothes would still be damp. But . . . DRY!! Yes, dry!! Life is good.