washer, oh washer.

Any one want to send me a washer to review? HaHa. Our old, used, hand-me-down washer decided to become a problem again today. MedicMan thinks it needs a new pump(it's very likely). Not only am I already backed up in laundry from having the flu, and barely able to do anything, but when a washer goes out. oh dear. My clock runs by the life of laundry. one big circle of laundry life.
  I am not really mechanically inclined, so I hope my husband can either fix the washer, or we may be going shopping for a new one. Well, unless someone sends me one to review*hint hint, anyone? any takers?*  until then we shall be making a trip to the laundry mat, or I could wash everything in the tub. I have washed our cloth diapers plenty of times in a tub. good work out actually.

It is quite laughable. Everyone hears those songs and jokes about a malfunctioning washer or some other big item, household equipment. I am living those songs, those jokes..and to be honest, I can say that I may even love the little trials that life brings. I appreciate my washer, I can say that after having one washer where the lid was held down by a rock(early early in marriage), had a used one that worked really great, but was NOT for anything delicate, had washers we had to coin pay for,hand washed, and then this one. This poor washer has been struck by lightning, moved across country, been stood on, sat on,climbed on,been used by 9 people(3 households). It's been through a tough life. if we can't fix it this time...I won't be surprised.

  In a way we are all washers. we deal with a dirty world and try to make a clean cut path in life. God pours soap into us, and cleans our dirty laundry. We all can go from being agitated to bubbly. And we need water to survive. God helps us through heavy loads, and walks beside us during delicate times.