First of all, allow me to say that you are a fabulous machine. You and your kind have done wonders for me and my kind. For that, I thank you.
But now I must pick a bone with you.
It's an expression. It mean we've got problems, you and I.
The thing is, you are a dryer. A DRYer.
Runners run. Timers time. Bakers bake.
Dryers....
DRY.
They dry. This is the wonderful cause you were born to fulfill. Wet things become dry within you! No clothes, towels, or even shoes can withstand your heated tossing that leads to wonderful, wearable DRYNESS.
And this should all happen quickly. I should be able to run you for one cycle - one brief 45 minute-ish interval - and everything you hold within your cavern of drying power should be (say it with me) dry.
Let me break it down for you: WET. ONE CYCLE. DRY.
Let's just try to remember that, shall we?
And remember this as well: those lint traps don't clean themselves.
I believe I've made myself perfectly clear.
Sincerely,
Pregnant Katie Who Is Often Too Tired to take 8 Hours to do Laundry and Is Frequently Armed with a Baseball Bat
P.S. You are noisy. Anything we could do about that?
UPDATE: So I wrote this post last night. This morning, Dallin tells me that he FIXED THE DRYER after I went to bed last night. Without being asked. Without even being complained to. The "Twilight Zone" theme song echoed through the room.
I'm not saying the universe somehow absorbed my written-but-unpublished thoughts and then passed them on to my husband.
All I'm saying is that I'm writing "Dear Mr. Kitchen Who Doesn't Clean Himself" right now.
I love you creative writing. And that's amazing that Dallin knew hot to fix a dryer, what a skill! Wish we had those!
ReplyDeleteI also agree with Karen about your creative writing skills. I think you are just FUN. You make even laundry and broken machines into something FUN. Keep it up.
ReplyDeleteGlad to hear the dryer is fixed. Here's hoping the same strategy works for the kitchen. Keep me posted. . .
ReplyDeleteHere's why this post is so amazing: My dryer needs this same note. Takes 2 cycles. So annoying. So Alan gets home and I say at some point, "You need to read Katie's post" (Because he doesn't have google reader...crazy)and so he does. And he says, "is this a hint?" And I say, "no. I thought it was funny." (Because I did) plus, he has stitches in his back, so I have to cut him some slack. But when they come out...
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