The one thing worse than doing laundry is having laundry to do.
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Old, mismatched machines. |
Monday morning I threw the brand new organic cotton cloth diapers in the washing machine (apparently cloth diapers need to be washed/dried a few times to maximize absorbency). I expected to walk away, feeling maternal, as I listened to the pleasant chug-chug-chug of progress. Instead, an awful grinding sound begged for mercy from behind the laundry closet doors. Frantically, I rescued the diapers from the cantankerous sudsy pit. While Husband rinsed the prefolds in the tub, I marched to the leasing office full of pregnant indignation. The washing machine is on its third round of maintenance issues. And, the replacement dryer's setting--like on/off--have never worked. Note: we've lived here less than two months!
Fast forward a direct conversation with the complex manager about the problems (including a moment of pointedly smoothing my shirt over my protruding belly) and a visit from the entire maintenance team to validate my complaints. Goodbye old machines.
The icky linoleum under the machines. Sherbet inspects my rushed cleaning job.
Hello new, energy efficient models.
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All these knobs and settings to learn .... |
Time to triumphantly throw in another load.
Have you overcome a challenge lately? Or, are you procrastinating laundry day?
Actually this sounds a lot like what happened to us a couple months ago, except it was just the dryer and I didn't have a pregnant belly to aid my argument. (The pregnant/new baby card can be pretty effective!) It was a classic case of as-soon-as-husband-leaves-something-breaks, though. Almost wish the washer had gone out at the same time because I really like the new dryer! Hope things stay calm for you for the next couple weeks.
ReplyDeleteI'm relieved both machines were replaced. Otherwise I'd bet about a week after Husband went back to work I'd suddenly have a crying infant, a load of wet diapers, and that would be that one day this summer it isn't blazing hot outside!
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