Last night, on my way to bed I thoughtfully pushed my socked foot gently under the side of the washing machine, for the joy that retrieving it dry would afford.
You know, don’t you?
Wet toes.
I subsequently slid a sheet of kitchen roll under there because that is what every householder does just before bed. I showed the resulting wet kitchen roll sheet to the OH who was happily sitting watching television.
But not for long.
To be fair all he did was some utterances. Then he continued watching television.
Do you recall my recommendation some posts ago for worry as to where the water is coming from as being the perfect recipe for sleeplessness?
It works.
However, a different sheet of kitchen paper inserted under the dishwasher produced more dry fluff.
This morning I am going to have some breakfast before I start sliding anything under anywhere.
I am also going to spend time wishing I had not accidentally put the original receipt in with the instructions and handed them back to the man taking the first machine away.
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The OH has accompanied me to the utility room and we have both watched as I inserted kitchen paper under the dishwasher and retrieved it dry and under the washing machine and retrieved it wet.
Stay tuned.
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