Haiku to Our Washing Machine and Dryer

Joy! A new machine.
Fresh socks and clean underwear!
Wash, rinse, tumble dry.

Yeah, I suck at haiku. But the replacement of our very ancient washing machine and dryer was an event worth celebrating in poetic verse, perhaps the single greatest improvement we made at The Box House in the year we've been here.

I remembered as I was taking a photo of the set this evening for the ad listing I'm writing for the rental unit, that I had never made mention of the new machines--although I had complained bitterly about the old ones, I think.

There were two sets. One on the right:


And one on the left:

I took both these pictures during our final walk through. We didn't test the machines, but saw that the previous owner's granddaughter, who lived in the building, was using them. As it turned out, only one dryer worked, but you had to tape the door shut or lean a heavy weight against it to keep it closed. One dryer didn't really work at all. One washer worked well enough, but clothes never smelled fresh. One washer worked for very small loads only. The washing machine output hose drained directly into sink, something I wasn't used to but could deal with. What I couldn't deal with was the nasty-smelling stocking that was being used as a lint filter. And the flexible dryer house that was supposed to be sending the hot air outside? Broken. Who knows for how long. But it was obvious steam had been doing a number on the paint; you can see how everything in that corner was peeling away.

And underneath, behind, and beside each machine there dwelt a hairy spider. Shudder.

But the tinkers took the old machines away...

And not a day goes by where I don't give thanks for the new machines.

Ooh. Shiny.

For the curious, we went with the LG extra large capacity set that was on sale last fall from The Home Depot. Pricey little things (although less so with the coupons), but look at the color! Bahama Blue. We'll have to design the rest of the room around it.