Let me tell yo about my adventures with a leaky washing machine. My sister had just put a load of laundry into the washing machine when I stepped up next to the machine and saw water coming out of the back of it. I think I said, out loud, “That’s not good.”
Just last year my brother in law helped me fix the very same washing machine so I decided to open it up and take a look. I had to consult some repair videos to refresh my knowledge of where the first two screws to take off were. They’re in a hidden tricky spot but I got them out. Then two more screws/bolts had to be taken out so I could flip the washing machine’s lid up. I started the machine on a fill cycle and sure enough it was leaking. The same part we replaced a little just a year ago.
The part is called an injector valve and it’s a little rubber tube that expands and contracts as the water fills the machine. Just like last year the tube had a hole in it so water sprayed out of it. By the way this is an old Maytag washing machine. The first injector valve lasted for thirty years but this second one little over a year. I guess they don’t make them like they used to.
At least it seemed like it was going to be an easy fix. I ordered the part and it would arrive the next day. It was easy enough to put in and when I started to fill the washer everything was fine. So I put in a test load of laundry and listened to the washer fill. And then nothing. It didn’t turn on and spin after filling. Oh, no. I now had a washer full of wet laundry that wouldn’t work.
I spent the next bit of time fishing out my clothes and then bailing most of the water out of the washer. Turning in on would fill the washer up again but it still wouldn’t spin so I looked online for some repair videos. The first thing that came up was that the timer could be bad. I opened up the top panel on the washer to look at the wiring of the timer. I turned on the timer for a moment and sparks flew.
That’s when I called my brother and law and he told me I probably just had a wire touch metal and made an arc. Then he told me to check the fuse box. Sure enough I threw a breaker. That calmed me down but that was enough for me for the day.
But before I finished I looked one more time on the internet. The odds of the timer going bad at the same time as the injection valve were minimal. I thought it had to be something else. Besides the timer is a $200 part (the injector valve is a $10 part) so I didn’t want to buy one.
A bad lid switch was another idea I saw and a lightbulb went off in my brain. I hadn’t heard the switch give its soft click when I was opening and closing the washer. I looked at the lid and the spot where the button is that presses up against the lid was empty. I thought there was a good chance the lid switch was knocked out of its spot. But it was getting late and I figured I’d check it in the morning.
The next morning, about 6:10 AM, before I’d even had my breakfast, I decided to check the switch. I took out the two screws holding on the top and lifted up the lid. I think I didn’t pull the washing machine far enough away from the wall and the lid bumped up against a hose and the hose broke. The metal fitting on the hose snapped right in two.
Water started gushing. It was an open faucet on full blast aimed right at the floor. I tried turning the knob (right above the hose) but it was so encrusted that it wouldn’t turn. I ran to the house’s water shut off and turned off the main water valve. But then there was still some water coming out of the washer’s faucet. I took a gallon plastic container, cut a couple of holes through the neck of it, tied ropes through the hole to make a handle, and then looped the handle around the faucet to catch the falling water.
With no water hitting the floor it gave me a moment to think. These hoses were forty years old. Another time fixing the washing machine with my brother in law (it was a leaky pump) we were going to change out the hoses but thought the better of messing with old hoses so we left them in place. Still I bought a couple of hose back then. Now I just had to find them.
Y’know when you keep something in one place for years but then for some reason you change that place but you still remember them as being in the first place? That’s what I did with those hoses. I knew I moved them out of their spot they were in for years but I didn’t know where I moved them to. It took me twenty very frustrating minutes to find them.
Meanwhile back at the washing machine faucets I could suddenly turn them off. I didn’t do anything special. I just tried turning them every so often and one time they turned smooth as silk. There was no great breaking of a seal they just turned. This was very helpfull and I turned the house water back on.
As I was putting in the new hoses I remembered back to my brother in law saying that the new hoses needed washers. I think that was another reason we didn’t put them in. But that made me buy a small bin of plumbing washers to keep in the garage. Luckily I knew right where that container was and I put the washer onto the hoses. Nice!
At first I only replaced the broken hose. Then I thought that the unbroken one was probably going to go sometime soon so I decided to change that one too. With them hooked up I could finally check the lid switch. Sure enough it was knocked out of place. It’s a mechanical switch made up of two parts that slid along each other but the two parts were not together. Luckily they slide right back in place. I then tested the washer and it would spin!
That’s almost the end because as I went to inspect the hoses with water running through then I noticed the fittings were leaking and even spraying water. These new hoses had small 90º curve in the fittings. A little copper tube was on the end of them between the part you screwed on and the hose itself. I think it was to help them fit into tight spots. I reseated the fittings and that cut down on the leaks but it was still not perfect.
After five minutes of messing with the fittings I had enough. I went and ordered new straight hoses. They’re only about $15 a pair and I was done struggling with those other new hoses. Maybe there was some special way they went on but I didn’t care anymore.
By the way this all took place between 6:15 AM and 7:30 AM on a Saturday morning. It all started before I even had my breakfast. I was just going to look for a moment. And here I am now waiting for some new hoses. I hope there are no more surprises.
Here is the update. I got my hoses, put them on, and ran a wash. No leaks. Everything is working fine. One note: it’s a good thing I had plenty of teflon plumbing tape. That’s the stuff you wrap around the threads of the faucet before you screw on the hose. That keeps the thread from leaking. It took me longer to get the hoses on right than I thought it would but it’s all good now. I ran an uneventful wash and now have clean clothes.




