A Failure to Communicate
Aug. 17th, 2024 09:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
billroperK has been doing her own laundry for a while. Earlier this week, she announced that her (huge) load of laundry was still a bit damp when the dryer cycle finished, so she put it in for another run through the dryer. Ok, that was fine.
What was *not* fine was that she never went back to check on the laundry again. This morning, I took a load of shirts and a load of Gretchen's laundry down to wash and tried to trip over K's laundry basket in the laundry room. I checked the dryer and found K's still-damp clothes in it.
This was an exceedingly bad sign. Nevertheless, I figured I might as well give it a go, especially as the lint screen in the dryer was quite full. Maybe that was the problem. (I later checked the trash and concluded that K had not cleaned the lint screen before restarting the dryer, so another round of Dad-splaining is in order.)
I washed my shirts and then put them in the dryer, throwing Gretchen's load in to wash.
The shirts, unsurprisingly, did not dry. They are now hanging in the downstairs bathroom where they have dried satisfactorily. Gretchen's load is still in the washer and is going to have to go to a laundromat to be dried tomorrow.
And now we are going to need to get the dryer fixed, because it does not heat. I have watched the dryer repair videos and have concluded that I might be able to do this, but I don't feel good about any repair that requires removing the drum.
I am disgusted, because if we had known that the dryer wasn't working earlier in the week, we could have called someone in to *fix* it last week. But that would have required attention and communication from the last person to do laundry.
Ah, well.
In other news, Gretchen and I did some work on the dining room today and it is improved. Tomorrow, Julie is supposed to come help Gretchen put away all of her craft stuff that is on the dining room table.
And if we do that and then take the tubs of stuff out of the dining room and down to the basement, that might be a room again. There is still stuff to be picked up in the office and *all* of the bedrooms, but that can probably be done in fairly short order.
I think.
And then we'll see about cleaning.
What was *not* fine was that she never went back to check on the laundry again. This morning, I took a load of shirts and a load of Gretchen's laundry down to wash and tried to trip over K's laundry basket in the laundry room. I checked the dryer and found K's still-damp clothes in it.
This was an exceedingly bad sign. Nevertheless, I figured I might as well give it a go, especially as the lint screen in the dryer was quite full. Maybe that was the problem. (I later checked the trash and concluded that K had not cleaned the lint screen before restarting the dryer, so another round of Dad-splaining is in order.)
I washed my shirts and then put them in the dryer, throwing Gretchen's load in to wash.
The shirts, unsurprisingly, did not dry. They are now hanging in the downstairs bathroom where they have dried satisfactorily. Gretchen's load is still in the washer and is going to have to go to a laundromat to be dried tomorrow.
And now we are going to need to get the dryer fixed, because it does not heat. I have watched the dryer repair videos and have concluded that I might be able to do this, but I don't feel good about any repair that requires removing the drum.
I am disgusted, because if we had known that the dryer wasn't working earlier in the week, we could have called someone in to *fix* it last week. But that would have required attention and communication from the last person to do laundry.
Ah, well.
In other news, Gretchen and I did some work on the dining room today and it is improved. Tomorrow, Julie is supposed to come help Gretchen put away all of her craft stuff that is on the dining room table.
And if we do that and then take the tubs of stuff out of the dining room and down to the basement, that might be a room again. There is still stuff to be picked up in the office and *all* of the bedrooms, but that can probably be done in fairly short order.
I think.
And then we'll see about cleaning.