Let’s hope it’s the belt
We’d gone out for the day to visit with my brother, who’s in town after a job interview in Seattle (the economy might be bad for minions, but it’s still pretty good for senior executives) and when we came back I went down the basement to empty the dryer and refill it with some of my more durable woolens.
Hmmm. The clothes in the dryer are still wet. So let’s set the timer back, press the switch and … whirrrrrrrrrrrr the drum didn’t start spinning.
While I panicked, the best looked through our “how to fix random household appliances” book and found a section that seemed to strongly imply that the belt drive broke. Okay, so now all I need to do is take the whole dryer apart to see if there are fractional belt pieces lying inside the box.
At least it’s summer and if it’s not the belt but some sort of dryer-killing disease I can string up clotheslines outside to take advantage of the month and a half before the fall rains come in.