Before I tell you, I have to confess something. I bought something completely and totally indulgent.
You see, I had a perfectly good washer and dryer. The dryer was possessed, but it didn’t go nutso all that often. The top loading washer, however, was the Grand Canyon. I damaged my frontal appendages whenever I had to GO IN to get the clothes out of the washer. I felt like I was falling in. I learned to hate that washer. So, I donated it – and the dryer – to Salvation Army, which was not as easy as it sounds.
Salvation Army will only come and get the appliances if they’re completely disconnected. So I disconnected everything and schlepped both the washer and the dryer out of the laundry room and into the garage. This was not an easy process, my friends, since it involved a very small space, two doors, and a large step down. I was swearing so long and so hard that a blue cloud hung above my house for hours. Flash went to hide in the back with his paws over his ears. Finally, however, I finished. (I came very close to sobbing with relief.)
My prezzie to myself? A gadget. A total gadget that I absolutely love, even months later.
Here’s what I’m grateful for:
A front loading washer and dryer on pedestals with a pedestal washer. Yep, I got the pedestal washer.
You know what? I use it every week. Remember when Flash was in t-shirts? I washed them separately from the rest of the laundry. I wash my delicates separately. I am like a little kid. I absolutely love this silly thing. You can run the bottom washer and the front loading washer at the same time, too.
The best thing, however, is that my frontal appendages don’t get smushed when I have to take clothes out of the washer. Hey, they might not be perky, but I don’t want them slapping against my knees, either.