Oh, how your extra large load capacity and user friendly self-explainatory settings will be missed. When you were passed down to us in the prime of your life I was so excited and blessed to receive you. Already more then 10 years old, we thought we would be lucky to get just a few years out of you. Now, nearly 10 years later, six houses and three fairly long stretches in storage buildings, it is very hard to say goodbye. But oh, how impressive you have been!
You have washed hubby's uniforms, all the way from Red Lobster in the early days, through three different AF evolutions and even the PT gear. You were there for Dreft, load after load of newborn blankets and outfits and sheets and spit-up rags. Even for those few weeks when I tried to be a cloth diaper mommy - you got a work out those weeks, since every single diaper leaked, and every single outfit had to be washed...
You have survived multiple loads of abuse. Pens run through both the wash and the dryer - yet still, you ran strong. Pocket knives. Enormous comforters. Clanging overalls, coated in paint or mud or playdough. You have loved me even when I would abandon you for the clothesline for days at a time. When the weather turned ugly, you would welcome me back with open arms.
Thank you for the fond memories of my first years of marriage and motherhood!
As we say goodbye, I thank you for the twelve cents you so cheerfully returned as we wheeled you out. Please, Rest in Peace dear dryer. You were loved. You will be missed.
Fondly yours, Bethany
(If anyone wants a washer that works on occasion, although often requiring prayer in order to get it to agitate, they are welcome to have it. The dryer is officially dead.)
3 comments:
SO CUTE! ha ha ha!
You are too cute Betsy! I want to see pictures of the new machines!! Hope you are having a fantastic weekend!
Bethany, you are adorable. I already loved it and then the part at the end thanking it for the twelve cents made me laugh out loud sitting here in my office!
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