You win some, you lose some.
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spookyeviloneBuying a countertop 1 dishwasher: Win.
Forgetting gravity works and having the hose pull out of the sink and spray dirty, boiling dish water all over the kitchen floor: Lose.
It's amazing the lengths I will go to, to not have to hand-wash dishes. If there's one household chore I loathe, that would be it. Anything else - scrubbing toilets, cleaning the catbox, washing out the trash/compost bins - fine, no problem, do it with a smile on, but dishes either get done immediately if I have motivation, or they sit there until there's no more room on the counter and then take hours to finish because my drainer is small and wee. Said counters will not accommodate a larger drainer. As much as I hate doing dishes, I hate it even more when there are dishes sitting waiting to be washed. Sadly, my hate of dishes sitting there rarely trumps the hatred of doing dishes, and thus I'm left a seething ball of kitchen hate with no respite.
In the past, to avoid having to hand-wash dishes, I have:
1) Paid someone else to do them
2) Given a roommate a break on rent provided they always did them
3) Taken them outside in a rubbermaid tote, hooked the faucet up to a garden hose and used the sprayer to blast them clean
4) Taken them over to a friend's, who had a dishwasher
5) Paid a local bar to let me run them through their commercial dishwasher.
6) Boxed them all up and donated them to Goodwill and bought new dishes.
#6 happened right before I bought the first of my countertop dishwashers.2 Since I actually have matching dishes now, giving them away was no longer an option. I had not yet resorted to tracking down the email address of the guy from Craigslist who went over and did a friend's dishes in the nude, but I was tempted. Mostly because I'm fairly certain that said nudist would be expecting some sort of attention, and I'm in the habit of ignoring nude people walking around my house. It's not like that's an unusual thing at my place.
Part of it is dishwashing hate. Part of it is depression. I acknowledge that. It's winter. Another sibling kicked the bucket, which makes three family members this year who've shuffled off the mortal coil. This does not make for a happy me. As I see it, I can get a prescription for 'do not care' pills, or I can do something proactive - in this case, buying an appliance. They cost about the same, and at least my dishwasher has no known long term ugly side effects.
It does, however, lead to what would be embarrassing displays of victory dancing when the cycle's completed and my dishes are clean, if anyone were ever to witness.
1 - This is the name of the appliance, not a description, as it does not fit on my countertops at all and currently lives on what I thought was a rolling kitchen cart that turned out to be a regular shelf with no rolling capabilities at all.
2 - I had one before, several years ago. It was stolen when my house was burglarized. The 32" tv and $3000 computer, they left alone - the $150 dishwasher, they took. This annoyed the crap out of me. I then moved to a better neighborhood and a house that had a dishwasher. I moved again in September and the only negative thing about my house was that it didn't have a dishwasher. That has now been rectified and domestic bliss is mine.
Forgetting gravity works and having the hose pull out of the sink and spray dirty, boiling dish water all over the kitchen floor: Lose.
It's amazing the lengths I will go to, to not have to hand-wash dishes. If there's one household chore I loathe, that would be it. Anything else - scrubbing toilets, cleaning the catbox, washing out the trash/compost bins - fine, no problem, do it with a smile on, but dishes either get done immediately if I have motivation, or they sit there until there's no more room on the counter and then take hours to finish because my drainer is small and wee. Said counters will not accommodate a larger drainer. As much as I hate doing dishes, I hate it even more when there are dishes sitting waiting to be washed. Sadly, my hate of dishes sitting there rarely trumps the hatred of doing dishes, and thus I'm left a seething ball of kitchen hate with no respite.
In the past, to avoid having to hand-wash dishes, I have:
1) Paid someone else to do them
2) Given a roommate a break on rent provided they always did them
3) Taken them outside in a rubbermaid tote, hooked the faucet up to a garden hose and used the sprayer to blast them clean
4) Taken them over to a friend's, who had a dishwasher
5) Paid a local bar to let me run them through their commercial dishwasher.
6) Boxed them all up and donated them to Goodwill and bought new dishes.
#6 happened right before I bought the first of my countertop dishwashers.2 Since I actually have matching dishes now, giving them away was no longer an option. I had not yet resorted to tracking down the email address of the guy from Craigslist who went over and did a friend's dishes in the nude, but I was tempted. Mostly because I'm fairly certain that said nudist would be expecting some sort of attention, and I'm in the habit of ignoring nude people walking around my house. It's not like that's an unusual thing at my place.
Part of it is dishwashing hate. Part of it is depression. I acknowledge that. It's winter. Another sibling kicked the bucket, which makes three family members this year who've shuffled off the mortal coil. This does not make for a happy me. As I see it, I can get a prescription for 'do not care' pills, or I can do something proactive - in this case, buying an appliance. They cost about the same, and at least my dishwasher has no known long term ugly side effects.
It does, however, lead to what would be embarrassing displays of victory dancing when the cycle's completed and my dishes are clean, if anyone were ever to witness.
1 - This is the name of the appliance, not a description, as it does not fit on my countertops at all and currently lives on what I thought was a rolling kitchen cart that turned out to be a regular shelf with no rolling capabilities at all.
2 - I had one before, several years ago. It was stolen when my house was burglarized. The 32" tv and $3000 computer, they left alone - the $150 dishwasher, they took. This annoyed the crap out of me. I then moved to a better neighborhood and a house that had a dishwasher. I moved again in September and the only negative thing about my house was that it didn't have a dishwasher. That has now been rectified and domestic bliss is mine.
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Date: 2008-02-04 07:09 pm (UTC)Anyway, we ended up breaking down and calling the installer. Almost $200 later, our dishwasher is beautiful and running well. Turns out it wasn't us. This man said that he's amazed we got the old one out, much less got the new one in, and that half the installers in his company would have simply walked away from a job with that many issues.
So, I guess the moral of the story is. When your wife (me) says "buy a cheaper dishwasher and pay for installation", maybe you should listen to her. *smile* Especially since, in the last 9 years, he has never once done any sort of DIY anything without me contributing at least 40% of the labor.
OK.. so this comment was pretty much about me.
Congrats on your dishwasher. Aren't they wonderful?
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