The dishwasher saga.

Last week I wrote wondering if my dishwasher was really fixed. That repairman, nice as he was, had been here three – count them – three times. He was very friendly. He tried to fix it. To explain it to me. To show me how to take it apart and clean the screen in the chopper. And yet, it wasn’t right. Oh and did I mention that he wreaked of cigarette smoke; and the smell lingered for hours?

Last night, it started making noise again. Bad noise. I may not be a mechanic or a plumber, but I know a bad noise when I hear it. And this was bad.

So this morning, Andrew and I took it apart. Just like the guy taught us. And nothing looked wrong.


By the way, did you know that it’s much harder to put it back together than it is to take it apart?

Uh. Yeah.


Anyway, it’s back together. And I am doing a test run.

So far, so good.

Wish me luck.


2 thoughts on “The dishwasher saga.

  1. I am waiting for mine to die. I can’t wait to replace it. I have to use 2 Electrosol tabs to get stuff clean, and it is sooooooo slow. Good luck with yours!

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