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LOADED UP

So, finally, after two duds, we have a drier that, apparently, works OK.

I want to say "apparently" because I am still a bit gun shy about the process.

What are the odds of that? Two lemons in a row from a line of appliances where lemons are said not to exist?

Not that we feel singled out or anything.

Our first drier, the highest tech model you could get, had a burp when the load was finished. It couldn't sense where the drum was to stop its spin so it 'felt' its way and missed. A grinding noise. The drum misaligned with the door. It had to be opened manually.

A guy came. He couldn't figure it out. A one time problem he said.

Wrong. It happened again.

Then another repair guy. He found a sensor not working. A part was ordered. We got an email telling us that the part was backordered.

This is when John went back to the store (which also runs the service) and they agreed enough was, indeed, enough. They ordered us a new drier.

When that one came, two weeks later, it worked for about ten minutes and stopped. No power. Yet another service guy says that this one has a faulty control board. A part was ordered.

This time, the store, Pacific Sales, is on our side and happens to have another drier in the warehouse.

They sent us that one yesterday.

This one seems to work just fine. No glitches. No power loss.

We did seven or eight loads.

When it works, it is a joy to behold.

The seven loads? That is how much laundry had backed up.

We had gotten pretty good at air drying sheets and whites. Some stuff is OK outside. Others not.

I know. This is a very high end problem. There are people who are still washing their clothing on rocks in streams. Putting them out on the higher rocks to dry.

It is surely a 21st century saga in a runaway materialistic world. But, for a few weeks, it was our world and we got a chance to see what it is like to be less fortunate. I don't want to get soppy about it but it does one good to get a shot of reality once in awhile.

It is a little humbling to realize that we can get nervous over a pair of gym shorts that we have to wear a second or even third round.

Time to get real.

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