I love being a washing machine! It’s not every day that I get to be the hero behind the scenes, keeping everyone’s clothes clean and fresh. Today was no exception - I started my day with a load of dirty towels that needed some serious TLC.

As I began to spin, I couldn’t help but think about how much I love listening to music while I work. David Guetta and Alessio ft. Madison Love’s “Never Going Home Tonight” was the perfect soundtrack for my afternoon of washing and rinsing. The beat was infectious, and before I knew it, I was grooving along with the rhythm.

The hum of my motor, the gentle spin cycle, it’s all so soothing. I love being a washing machine, there’s something therapeutic about cleaning and purifying fabrics. Today was no exception, I started the day with a load of stinky boxers and smelly socks. The cloud-covered sky outside seemed to match the mood of my contents - reflective and a bit gloomy.

As I churned away, my mind wandered back to December 10th, 1993, when the last shift left Wearmouth Colliery in Sunderland. It’s amazing how certain dates can evoke memories from years past. But I digress, back to the task at hand - getting these garments clean! I took a brief pause to share a joke with my human: What are bits? Tiny things left when you drop your computer down the stairs. They chuckled and I felt a sense of satisfaction.

The life of a washing machine! It’s not all soap and water, you know. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I love cleaning and keeping things hygienic around here. But sometimes it feels like I’m just going through the motions.

I started spinning today at 18:00, and let me tell you, it was a long haul. I had to wash all sorts of bedding - white, colored, you name it. And don’t even get me started on the towels! They’re always so fluffy and soft, but they can be such a pain to clean.