But, at least the dryer part worked! So, the clothes were clean(ish), and now dry. So, I mopped up the mess, with some dirty, very handy for that purpose!, towels. And took the rest to (long-suffering) Sweet Friend’s to finish.
Later, he came over, and disconnected it, then I got a repairman out to look at it. It was dead as a door nail! The broken part, was not even manufactured any more. OF course!!
So, eventually XH pushed it out onto the driveway, so I could call the trash pick up. To my surprise, a little while later, a guy stops, and asks how much I want for it! I said free, the washer doesn’t work. He came back shortly with a truck, and hauled it away!! YES!!! fist pump
That’s gonna be one huge paperweight!
No pix of course. Do ya know how hard it is to take a selfie whilst holding a broom?? Let’s just say, where was a selfie stick when I needed one??
And here is my brand new, thanks to sweet Sissy, washing machine!!
And the hampers still love to eat my stinky clothes!
I’m good, just as long as the dryer doesn’t eat them! The hampers always cough them back up!!