If anyone could come up with a legitimate reason to write another post about their washer and dryer, it would be me. And so I did.
But first you really need to read the first two posts. They aren’t long and won’t waste too much of your life, I promise. I’ll even wait till you get back, cause I’m good like that. So go forth and read.
Here’s Part 1: Beauty and the Beast
And Part 2: Beauty and the Beast –2 Years Later.
See? I waited. You’re welcome.
Now that you’re caught up to speed I thought I might as well tell you that there was a sad and horrible breakup a week ago between the two lovebirds.
Apparently, Ms. Sweetie Pie decided that she was tired of doing our laundry. She didn’t enjoy the spinning and swishing any more. So Ms. Sweetie Pie got a first class ticket to where ever not so old but spoiled and lazy washers go. Washer rehabilitation? Washers Anonymous? Where ever she went, she’s gone baby!
Mr. Die Hard was a little sad and lonely at first but I honestly think he was a little tired of the complaining and nagging that had been going on. (Pay no attention to the broken tile. That’s another story for another time. )
But don’t worry. It wasn’t long before Mr. Die Hard had a new friend.
Meet Twinkles. Twinkles got her name because she makes all sorts of twinkle sounds and has twinkly lights. She’s quite soothing to listen to. Say hi Twinkles. Twinkles says Hi.
Oh and here’s a little fun fact for you. I talked to my mom and apparently our dryer is over 35 years old.
This post was brought to you by someone who feels the need to name their appliances and give them personalities. You’re welcome.
What’s your oldest appliance to date?
Have a lovely day my friends.