When I was in my 20s I thought it was so cool to hang dry clothes. I started doing this while living in Italy and it was just easier than waiting on my tiny dryer to do its thing. Then I moved to California and then it just seemed like the save the planet kind of environmentally friendly thing that I should do. I had this cool drying rack that would hold lots of clothes and fold up to a not so small thing I could prop into a utility shed on my balcony. I don’t know what happened to that drying rack. Today, I kind of miss it. Kinda. I don’t hang dry things much anymore. I have a high energy star rated dryer with more settings than my car. It even tells me how energy efficient I’m being. Post Irma, it might have saved me from a house fire.
I did a bunch of laundry the day before Irma tried to blow Florida off the planet. I wanted everything I owned to be clean before I lost power for an indeterminate amount of time. Turned out to be a good plan because that indeterminate amount of time became 107 hours. I’m not totally opposed to camping. I’m good with cabins, even those without electricity. But, like, not in Florida. I hate it here. I definitely don’t like it inside my own house. Thank you, linemen. You’re the best. Anyway, the last load of laundry I did was some delicates that I only stuck in the dryer for a bit, then I was gonna hang them to dry the rest of the way. So, I wasn’t surprised to find the clothes still damp when I took them out. I just hung them up and went about my impending hurricane day.
The first thing I did when the power came back on was to start a load of laundry. The bed sheets to be exact. They had been on the bed a week too long. Once they were spinning round and round in the dryer, I started a second load. More sheets, these from the couch. When this load finished in the washer, I checked the dryer and found a very wet load of sheets. Hmmmmmm. That’s odd. So, I started the dryer again. After a few minutes a PF code popped up on the machine and a few minutes after that it stopped. I Googled PF codes for my brand of dryer and found that it means the obvious, power failure. My first thought was that the house had a surge when the power came back and the dryer got the brunt of it. But it seemed like it wouldn’t work at all if that had happened. I put in a request for an appointment with a local appliance repair company to come check it out. Then, of course, I played with it some more. I changed up the settings and tried again. This time, I got an AF code. If you’re thinking that means ‘air flow’ you’d be correct. I inherited this washer and dryer set from my mother. I don’t know that they were part of the remodel of the house but if they were, they have sat in their current location for at least 6 years. I bet that the vents have never been cleaned. Sigh.
The next time I was outside with the dog I checked the vent and found it to be packed with whatever dryers pack air vents with. Then I went off to do laundry at the local Mr. Bubbles. I called the appliance fixing people once they were open again and told them that I didn’t really need any diagnosing of problems, just clean the vents or ducts or whatever they are called. I know that I could probably do this myself except that I can’t move the dryer and getting behind it might require a contortionist. I decided to let the pros handle it. The pros didn’t show up when they were supposed too. I had several appointments set for the day they were supposed to show up so when they didn’t show up by noon, I had to reschedule the appointment.
I don’t really have a happy ending to this to report on right now. My dryer still isn’t working. One of the things I ended up doing on the day my dryer was supposed to be fixed was to pick up a new drying rack. It is not a cool or big as the one I used to have. It took all weekend to do three loads of laundry and one of them is still hanging to dry. I just didn’t feel like going back to Mr. Bubbles. Probably gonna have to break out the iron, too. Sigh.