Sunday, 27 June 2010

Meet the temporary dishwasher

Our dishwasher is broken. Okay, it's not really broken. It's barely broken. In fact, it's just this tiny little black and white ring thing that came off off the faucet. But that tiny ring is the only way to attach the dishwasher to the faucet. Even more frustrating is how easy it should be to put it back together. For goodness sake, I can build a fence, install a humidifier, and the kids call all the tools "Mommy's tools." How on earth is one tiny little black and white ring giving me this much trouble?

Thank goodness my Dad arrives in Canada Tuesday.

Here I go to unload the dishwasher and begin to do it all the old way.

(Even though he's at the church right now, I can hear James gloating in victory that I miss the dishwasher. You can have this one, hon. I want my dishwasher back!)

1 comment:

Emily Tayman said...

The dishwasher in my house is 15 years old (yeah, kind of shocked it runs and actually WORKS in the first place...), I'm living in fear of the moment that it dies on me.

I hope your dad can fix it, dishwashers really are such time savers.