The washer we have has faithfully served us for at least the 15 years we have lived in this house (almost to the level of Sir. Washie) made a fatal error today. They were happily filling for the load of laundry my mom had just put in while she was making lunch and I was editing. Them, they simply forgot to stop filling.
Good news, my brother discovered it relatively quickly, when he went to go to the bathroom.
Bad news, he noticed because the floor was covered with water.
Good news, the water didn’t flood the closet adjacent to the bathroom.
Bad news, that’s because it was pouring into our basement.
Good news, our basement is unfinished with a cement floor and a drain.
Bad news, the model train table was directly under both primary streams of water.
Good news, I was able to grab a still-dry wash basin and fill it with soggy HO gauge cars, track and buildings and haul them directly outside through the bilco doors.
Bad news, the felt board on top of the train table is completely ruined.
Good news, the table itself and the furniture stored in the basement all appear to be fine.
Bad news, both the transformers that control the trains are likely ruined.
Good news, most of the train cars and buildings are fine.
It’s sunny and things are drying out nicely.
The wayward washer.