Row Row Row Your...Washer?

We were introduced to the “joys” of homeownership early on. Christmas Eve day we moved everything into the house – again the boys moved amazingly fast and had everything moved in one trip! Once we had everything somewhat sorted and were finally alone, we thought, “what better to do now that we’re alone than…laundry!” We had to test the washing machine to make sure it worked. Neither of us were overly confident that the machine straight out of 1960 could handle much...so we picked a sheet that needed washing (and that we didn’t really care what happened too) and a few of Jason’s work shirts for our maiden voyage with it. Everything started out great. The water was pouring in, and it sudsed up fine…that’s about when things started going wrong. When it was agitating the clothes it was making a not so great sound. Jason checked on it, and it wasn’t jumping around or anything so we figured it’d be ok. Then it sounded like it was draining all over the floor – but it wasn’t, so again we thought it was ok. I went in to check on things…and it smelled like burnt rubber, and a little bit like fire. GREAT! Jason opens the window and turns on the fan. At this point the washer was on its final “dry” cycle and it’s filled, literally to the brim with water. Jason tried a few more times to get it to drain out, but to no avail. So we had to ring out the clothes. Did I mention that the water was FREEZING! Our hands were all red, and like little ice blocks. Jason’s ring kept falling off…I told him (for about the 100^th time) that it’s because it’s too big. He says it’s only because his hand has shriveled up…sheesh. He tried again, this time with no clothes, to see if it would drain…nope, nothin’. Then we had fun using pots to bail it out, pretending we were in a sinking ship.

We knew we were going to need to replace the washer and dryer sooner rather than later, but we were hoping it would at least last us until the end of the kitchen reno. Luckily Brent says they have an extra one they can spare to tied us over until we can get a new set. It was pretty eventful, and hilarious, and in terms of things that could go wrong; a washer we didn’t expect to last more than a couple months dying isn’t that big of a deal. Here’s hoping things going wrong doesn’t become a weekly occurrence or anything though.