Day 1006: Charlotte's Web

Several of Charlotte's descendants have moved into our yard and draped their elaborate webs across doorways, porches, plants, chairs, and solar lights.  One of her more ambitious daughters spun a web across the entire front entryway.  Threads were strung from rafters and eve troughs down to the hand railings, posts and floor.  Smack in the middle sat a huge spider.  I nearly expected to read "Terrific" across the web!

For a few years I've wanted to replace our front loading washer with a top loader because of the grime that collects around the door gasket.  Well, tonight may have sealed the deal.  Steve left a black permanent marker in his pants pocket.  I picked up the load and threw it in the washer without checking because he never forgets to empty his pockets.

As soon as I opened the washer door, a blast of chemical smell hit me and I knew we were in trouble.  A load of dark clothes is ruined, but more importantly, I don't know if we can ever clean the washer drum and gasket thoroughly enough to use it again.