Remember that song? I had it in my head this morning as I was cleaning my…washing machine of all things. You know that washing machines typically are supposed to, um, wash your clothes, right? Well, let me tell you a thing or two about my washing machine. Okay, let’s start with anatomy, of my washing machine that is. You know that part in the middle that spins around and at the top there is a place to pour your liquid fabric softener if you decide to use it? On mine, the part where you put the fabric softener comes out so you can, I don’t know, clean it maybe? Who knew? I took mine out and if you could see what I saw, you’d be singing about gopher guts too. Blech! Ew! Sick! It was this black, thick, nasty gunk in the thing that holds the other thing where you put the liquid fabric softener. It probably has some other technical name besides “thing,” but I don’t have any creative word to use in its place. I spent probably over an hour trying to get this gunk out of my washing machine. I was using a knife, q-tips, toothpicks, paper towels, and bleach. Finally, I got it to where it was looking less disgusting. It still doesn’t look quite like I would like it to, but I couldn’t get it any cleaner unless I can disassemble it somehow. But let’s not go there, shall we? I am afraid what else I might find! The moral of this story: Clean out your fabric softener thingy and the spinner thing that holds it every once in awhile (like every 7 years or so in my situation…eh). David said I should have taken pictures. I thought about it but just didn’t feel like doing that to myself. I might get the EPA knocking at my door or something.
“…and I forgot my spoon, but I’ve got a straw…”