Finally, today I got some honest results. What do you do when your washer develops an ego? Well you humble it by knocking it off its pedestal, of course.
And for the next load of laundry, wouldn’t you know it; the beast stayed in place and didn’t budge so much as an inch.
Maybe the big guy upstairs decided to knock me off my pedestal for a bit this week because I needed to be humbled as well. I’ll have to ponder more on that one later. For now I’m just going to sit here and enjoy one of the blessings of a T.V. free home. Lea reading to her sister Princess.