Oh my dear lovely washer! (an open letter)

Please work again! I'm so sorry for taking advantage of you for so long. I haven't been very thoughtful . . . running you day and night with never a thanks or a "hey - can I help you out?". I've been ever-so-grateful . . . but I haven't told you lately. Please can we make up and be friends? I'll love you forever! Kisses and Hugs! Me

PS - did you, the microwave, and the air conditioner make a secret pact? It's not funny now. Game over. Take it as a threat if you want to. I'm sending Bob in.