After 3 months of waiting, installing, flooding, more waiting, shipping, fixing, and re-installing, we washed our first load of laundry Saturday!
Oh, man, it was beautiful.
Previously, Sylvia, the lady who works in our house, had been amazingly hand-washing all of our clothes in the sometime bug-ridden basin out back. This will ease a bit of her work, and also keep some of our favorite t-shirts from getting so stretched out.
Now for the final hurdle: learning to use the blooming thing. You’d think it would be easy, but somehow it ends up reminding me of the helicopter story. So to help, we’ve taped a photocopy of the instructions up on the wall above the machine: