wouldn't you know it.
Tuesday, November 25th, 2014 04:47 pmThe dryer had been making a squeaky noise while turning for quite some time. This weekend, I finally decided to check it out, before something deteriorated badly enough to break.
I removed the top and back panels of the dryer*, cleaned the rear drum seal, repositioned it a bit, trimmed off some of the felt part of the seal where it was sagging inwards, yadda yadda yadda. (Buying a replacement seal would be expensive, so I wanted to avoid that.) I put it all back together, tested it, and the squeak was gone! I'm not sure how long it will last before squeaking again, but I felt pretty accomplished.
*using the instructions provided in a very helpful service manual which I found online.
I was thinking about much I like this washer and dryer. About how they've given me some trouble, but nothing in the end which I couldn't handle. It's neat being able to take them apart to fix things. I know the special trick for how to get the washer to start by pressing on the right spot on the door. I know how to reset the washer when it starts acting up. I've had to reset it a few times this year, and each time the washer started working right again after doing that.
I was thinking about how neat it is when the washer does its extra-high spin cycle, which sounds sort of like a (quiet) jet engine. Are all front-loaders neat like that? I don't know, but I was thinking that I should take a video of it.
So today I go to wash a load of sheets, and wouldn't you know it. Now the washer is acting up again, badly. Refusing to spin fast, wouldn't you know it. I'm now resetting it for the 4th time today, so hopefully this time will be the winner.
I was thinking about how this washer has a lot of personality. Today it's acting like an employee who's not feeling well. It sat there doing nothing most of the time, instead of washing and spinning like it should. When it did start turning once in a while, it was slow, like it didn't have the energy to do it any faster.
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This morning in bed, I turned to look at the clock and saw "1:15pm". Good, that meant I had gotten a bit over 8 hours sleep. So I got up. About half an hour later, I looked at the clock again, and it was only 12:15pm. This isn't the first time that has happened.
I removed the top and back panels of the dryer*, cleaned the rear drum seal, repositioned it a bit, trimmed off some of the felt part of the seal where it was sagging inwards, yadda yadda yadda. (Buying a replacement seal would be expensive, so I wanted to avoid that.) I put it all back together, tested it, and the squeak was gone! I'm not sure how long it will last before squeaking again, but I felt pretty accomplished.
*using the instructions provided in a very helpful service manual which I found online.
I was thinking about much I like this washer and dryer. About how they've given me some trouble, but nothing in the end which I couldn't handle. It's neat being able to take them apart to fix things. I know the special trick for how to get the washer to start by pressing on the right spot on the door. I know how to reset the washer when it starts acting up. I've had to reset it a few times this year, and each time the washer started working right again after doing that.
I was thinking about how neat it is when the washer does its extra-high spin cycle, which sounds sort of like a (quiet) jet engine. Are all front-loaders neat like that? I don't know, but I was thinking that I should take a video of it.
So today I go to wash a load of sheets, and wouldn't you know it. Now the washer is acting up again, badly. Refusing to spin fast, wouldn't you know it. I'm now resetting it for the 4th time today, so hopefully this time will be the winner.
I was thinking about how this washer has a lot of personality. Today it's acting like an employee who's not feeling well. It sat there doing nothing most of the time, instead of washing and spinning like it should. When it did start turning once in a while, it was slow, like it didn't have the energy to do it any faster.
.
This morning in bed, I turned to look at the clock and saw "1:15pm". Good, that meant I had gotten a bit over 8 hours sleep. So I got up. About half an hour later, I looked at the clock again, and it was only 12:15pm. This isn't the first time that has happened.