Sunday, November 28, 2010
I love my washing machine.
There is no better way to find out how much you appreciate something, than when you miss it.
Today my dearest and only washing machine got sick.
Hubby and I did our best to find and solve the problem, which meant to bend on our knees for hours in puddles of soapy water.
What are you saying? Calling an expert? Ahem....well first it's Sunday ;)
However, apparently we did something right, and it's working now.
Hubby even dared to suggest that I could wash the clothes by hand, is he crazy or what?
You tell me.
At the end, when the machine was completing the cycle (Thanks, oh thanks!), I was there cherishing her, telling sweet words, my good girl.
She always does a hard work, and I take her for granted.
Wish me good luck ( I have loads and loads to wash....always ).