Out the Door

Walking is out the door, for me today. I can’t go walking, and I know why. I am in need of relaxing, and washing some clothes that are dirty. We have a, downed, washer, so washing may have to be in the bathtub with some soap. I hate to resort to hand washing.

I love my machine, but suddenly it had a heart attack. It wouldn’t send water into the washer any more. So I am either going to get someone to come fix this, or I will say this washer needs to be replaced. How do I know it won’t do this again, and it is under grace. I do believe the grace period is over three, years.

I am upset that the washer has done this. I normally put in two washes a day. Now I have much to do. I may have to go to the laundry mat, because we will run out of clean clothes eventually. No one seems to mind that the washer is out of its mind. It is just sitting there, and no water wants to come through, Wow.