Years of spit-ups, overflowed poop, self-feeding accidents, toilet-training incidents, and life in general have taken its toll. This week, our family's dryer decided to hand us walking papers. Apparently, it was time to retire to that Elysian laundry room in the sky.
After six years and five months of working overtime, our dryer must have seen the owner's manual, and figured that since the warranties had expired anyway, it was quitting time. I couldn't really blame it; in any other home, it probably would have lasted a decade or more. Lots of kids, plus a mom who can't completely give up her 'neat-freak' tendencies, take a toll on a laundry machine.
If you have twins or more, say a little 'thank you' to your hardworking washer and dryer this week. And just as bringing along an umbrella seems to fend off the rain, you should probably periodically browse the appliance sale ads––perhaps then you won't need to buy new ones!
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