Getting My Knickers in a Twist

Ahhh...today, folks, today I revel in modern conveniences. I am not a materialistic sort, and I learn to do well without when I need to--but waiting OVER TWO MONTHS for a functioning washing machine is for the birds. To keep a long story short, this was me before:

Red chapped hands...alas, too rough for writing!

And this shall be me ever after:

That's right, Washday. I'm giving you the come-hither look.

Forgive me if I'm setting my gender back decades, but boy, oh boy, my knickers can't wait to knock around that new drum!