Our faithful washing machine finally quit after 13 years of hard labor. We knew the day was coming, because a bearing was worn out, but the repair to fix it could cost more than a new machine, so we decided to use the machine until it wouldn't work any longer. Finally, the day came when the machine would clean no more. God's timing is always amazing, because the morning before it quit Matthew had mentioned that Sears was having a great appliance sale for Labor Day. How is that for an answered prayer?
When our new machine came in, Matthew asked me to help him move our old machine out of our basement, up the basement steps and into the truck. It had been many years since we had moved the machine, and we had both forgotten how much a front loader washing machine weighs. Grunt!
Note: During the course of activities such as this, Matthew carries most of the weight while I constantly and respectfully suggest that he call his brother for help. But, after it is all finished he assures me that he couldn't have done it without me. He is so sweet!!
Once we got the washer up the stairs and onto the sidewalk, Matthew decided that it would be easier to enlist the help of the tractor.
So, this is how we load appliances on the farm. : )
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