was noisy, and since your daughter was now sleeping in the room next to the dryer, you decided to fix the dryer? Instead of just doing laundry when she's awake? Also, the guy didn't show up to repair it so you just figured you'd fix it yourself?
I'm impressed with how far you DID get on the dryer, TBH. I'm sooooo not mechanically inclined. Also, I inherited Dad's cheapness; until something is broken beyond use, it gets jury-rigged so we are able to use it. The living room recliner is held together on the underside by duct tape and prayers. There were puddles of water on the top shelf of the fridge and occasionally the floor near the fridge due to something with the defrost drain connected to the freezer above...we were hoping being without power for five days last month would take care of the clog but it was a temporary fix, so now there's an unused baking sheet on the top shelf of the fridge catching the water, and we empty it every other day or so. And on and on in our older house...
Last week, I *thought* we were having an issue with the dryer. Laundry is a chore Dad often beats me to; he'd washed the clothes and tossed them into the dryer. As the clothes were whirling around, I kept hearing a clunk-clunk-CLUNK sound and thought oh crud, the dryer's busting (it's probably 30 years old at this point). I mentioned it to Dad but he dismissed it as the studs on the several pairs of jeans in the dryer, which...no, that wouldn't have been as loud as this clunking was. So I went to the garage (where the washer/dryer is located), popped open the dryer door...and there was Dad's pocket knife sitting fortunately right on the rim of the door. I'm grateful he always has the knife folded or the clothes spinning around with it would've been very well aerated...😁
