When I ran it the thing vibrated and shook. It seemed like it was trying to escape from the closet.
The machine in the closet with the box and blanket. |
To get around that I took a green blanket I had and tried to jam it in hard enough between the machine and the door jamb so it wouldn't move in that direction, and it mostly worked.
Some friends suggested trying to adjust the feet to get it level as that could cause it to make noise. But using my iPhone with some spirit level software, it was already fairly level, though various parts of the top were off level in different directions, so I couldn't easily determine which way I'd adjust it, even if I had the strength to pull it out of the closet to get to the feet... So, I didn't do anything...
But then it just got louder and louder. For a few loads I seriously worried about it. I thought it was self destructing. I thought I should be sure not to stand or walk in front of the door as shattered machine parts might come flying out with force as the machine tore itself apart.
Finally, there was one load when it started going into a spin cycle and made the loudest BANG! noise I've ever imagined a washing machine making. And then there was dead silence...
I sighed and reiterated my determination to track down the purchase and warranty information for the machine, which I'd already misplaced somewhere in the apartment.
Then I got up and opened the closet, not sure what to expect...
What I didn't expect was that the blasted thing was spin drying my clothes. Without a peep. In dead silence...
And since then, every load is like that. The loudest it gets is when sloshing soapy water around during wash cycles, maybe a little shaking and shuddering for as much as five seconds when beginning a spin, then all quiet...
Now what a total luxury it is to have a quick and easy washing machine, to toss a load into it after work and not worry about being tense and stressed out about the horrible noise...
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