As I said earlier, the final straw was our dishwaher calling it quits and leaking. That was October 2010. We were washing dishes by hand. In February 2011, I was getting a little tired of it. You know how everyone has a chore that they dislike? Well, washing dishes is mine. Now, mind you, I worked really hard at having a good attitude and not complaining. But I think hubby was getting the idea that I was feed up. I dislike paper plates and I had gone and bought a stack of 500. Subtle, huh?
Towards the end of February, I had a business trip I was going on. One of my many odd jobs that I do. I occasionally run a sales table, for a guy I know, at his internet marketing conferences. This time I got to fly to Florida. Anyways, I digress...
While I was gone, hubby and his friend put in my dishwasher! WOO HOO! I can home to a working dishwasher. SWEET!
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