I know you are reading these posts. I can feel your eyes on the words. Even though you don't make a comment, I know you are there. And I also know you watch your washing machine wash.
I have talked to numerous people in the last few days. Either they have read my posts or I tell them of watching my new washer and dryer wash and dry my clothes. To a woman, they all finally admit to standing there at some time or other and watching their clothes wash.
My VetCousin even knew that you had to use your pinkie finger to hold the button down so you could keep the lid up when you watched the washer drum spin the clothes because your index finger is too large. I would say that she has had a dog in that hunt before. (See dog: the hole in the wall belongs to the dog, he feels the kitchen needed remodeling.)(And maybe a new washing machine too.)
I know you are out there, and after reading my witty repartee the last few days you have probably gone to your washer at least once, for a few minutes, and watched your clothes. It is addicting, so don't go too many times.
I still have some cycles to sit through, and taking Ann and her momma to the airport in New Orleans really took a big chunk out of my Washer Watching Time (WWT). But I had already told her I would do it, I couldn't just call and say, Hey Ann, I have something better to do, watch my dirty laundry get washed, now could I?????
Nope. So I gave up WWT because they are good friends. I know, I sacrificed a lot there.
I have to go and do some "Clean Up Your Crap!" stuff in my sewing room, then I am going to start taking my fabric to the laundry room since I no longer have any dirty clothes.
glen: Well, I have to have something to wash.........And maybe the fabric will shrink and more of it will fit in the shelves........too much of a stretch, huh?