After 26 ½ years of drying crisp new wedding gift bed sheets (no longer crisp OR new,) 80’s floral shoulder-padded dresses, big-collared empire-waisted maternity smocks, burp rags, onesies, rompers, little boy t-shirts and footie pajamas, 7800 pairs of jeans, 26000 pairs of socks and 6500 towels…our 26 ½ year old Whirlpool has dried its last load and gone on to that appliance graveyard in the pasture.
I’m trying to figure out how to invent a human dryer where we can tumble ourselves for 20 minutes on high and shrink three sizes. Wish me luck.
And if my new dryer lasts as long as my old one did, I’ll be 71 years old and John will be 74 when it kicks the bucket. WOW!