The washing machine – my nemesis

I think I may finally have conquered it (the new one), but it’s been a battle of wills!

First, it overflowed.  So I looked up the manual online, and I thought I figured out the problem.  Then, it overflowed again.  That time after I mopped up all the water, I slipped on the marble floor and BUSTED my ass big time.  BIG bruises. Still hurts!

The water didn’t drain out…ever.  So, I called my landlady.  I told her that I suspected it was due to operator error, but she insisted that it was an old machine and needed to be replaced.  She obviously doesn’t know me…if there is a machine and it isn’t working according to plan, I start punching buttons…and that’s what I did.  I tried to get her to send her maid over to see what I was doing wrong, but she insisted on buying a new machine.

Two weeks later, this one arrived.  With high hopes, I loaded the first of what may be a dozen loads of laundry (each load can only be about 5 articles) ….  It ran for over an hour and a half and then I started punching buttons again, and guess what happened!  It started filling up with suds.  It felt like an I Love Lucy episode I remember!

I was ready to give up and just start taking my laundry to the Book Store, where people leave their laundry to be picked up and taken to a service a couple of towns over.  Drop off and pick up is Friday and Monday and if you miss it, well that’s another week.

But then, I started chatting with an expert on an appliance help line, and I think I’ve conquered the beast!  The normal cycle for cottons is TWO AND A HALF HOURS!  No wonder I got frustrated !  Who knew??

So much laundry… and there’s no dryer.  Everyone dries their clothes outside!  Even the well-off Barcelonans who have their weekend places here.   Maybe I should open a Kenmore distributorship.