Saturday, February 22, 2014

R.I.P. Washie McWasherton

Alas, your mortal journey has come to an end. You were a brave soldier. You battled with me through the morass of dirty diapers and puked-on bedding. Together, we scaled Laundry Mountain on a regular basis - me with my never ending supply of soap and you with your extra-large capacity drum.

As much as it hurts me to say goodbye, the repair person says he can't fix you any more. For 22 years, you fought the good fight - remember that time the daycare kid brought lice into the house and we stayed up until five in the morning washing everything in the world in the hottest water possible? You were a trooper. But now your battle has ended. I will miss you, Washie McWasherton. No other washing machine will ever compare.

It is a sad, sad day in the Green household. We considered having a Viking funeral for dear, sweet Washie, but the nearest body of water is the pond at the park down the street and I'm pretty sure that'll be frozen over until August.

4 comments:

Chris said...

Farewell, WMcW.

Bronwyn Green said...

Laundry is piling up around the Washie's corpse...

Lucia said...

I feel your pain, McDryerden isn't working properly in my house! RIP WMCW.

Bronwyn Green said...

Noooooooo!!!!Not McDryerden!!!

Live, McDryerden!!! LIVE!!!