Self-Discovery, A True Story

 

Today I discovered that I am short. I’m a little above 5’4″ and thought of myself as average, always average. However, I did my first load of clothes in a new washing machine. It played its little songย (a very cute melody; such a happy washer!) when the cycle ended so I went to put the clothes in the dryer and couldn’t reach the bottom of the washer to retrieve socks. Leaning over, I thought that perhaps I might end up inside of the washing machine, which might possess (pun) a few Stephen King ideas of its own.

woman in washing maching

And what if I righted myself and discovered that I was too short to get myself out? My screams would echo in the stainless steel cylinder until I went deaf from my own voice. Or maybe the machine would switch on and purge me through the drain pipe where I would float away into the Potomac River, into the Chesapeake Bay, and finally to the Atlantic Ocean and the beach…finally to the beach! Yay.ย  Naw. Hard way to get there, and cold now that the temperature has dropped 30 degrees (again).

Deciding that I didn’t want to be the unsuspecting prey in a horror novel, I grabbed some kitchen tongs and retrieved the garments. Ha! You didn’t get the better of me, gloating washer!

I wonder if I should make a suggestion to the washing machine manufacturer that they should throw in some tongs for us, evidently, height-challenged individuals? Tongs for the mini-me.

Lastly, fair warning, dear readers, I am going to be playing “ketchup” so there may be a deluge of short pieces and poetry in the next 24 hours. If not, yours truly may be shedding tears, but I’ll go stand in the rain so it looks like it’s just rain droplets. ๐Ÿ™‚

Just as I was about to publish, the power went out. The promised deluge may have to wait. ~~Sob.~~

 

 

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30 thoughts on “Self-Discovery, A True Story

  1. I am 56 inches tall (4-foot-8-inches). I almost had a similar accident when I first moved into a house and been using a pair of tongs to grab my clothes out of the washing machine ever since. I think if that happened to me, I might never use a washing machine again.

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  2. Ha! Hubby and MOH had to make me a step as I couldn’t get in and out of the back of his Shogun, and I’m 5′ 7″!
    As for tongs, that takes me back, as Mum had a wooden pair of those for taking the washing out of the (very) hot water and putting it through the mangle!
    I have two sets of tongs in the kitchen (small ones for cooking), but we use one to put the lit tea light in the glass holder when we light candles for Mum and the Dads as if unlit, the lighter doesn’t reach and we burn our fingers, or if lit, we can’t get our fingers and said tea light in the glass at the same time!.

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