Drew comes home
I run-off to school site council (D stays home with S — feel the joy)
I call Drew when I get to school to remind him not to sign for it if ANYTHING is wrong.
Drew says, “I didn’t know we got a white one — and the buttons are on top?”
Me: “That’s not our dishwasher.”
Phewsh, they pulled the wrong one off the truck.
Installed appropriate one. We ran a rinse cycle on it yesterday. I literally had to mute the TV to hear it. Our other one had a nice 1/8″ piece of foam surrounding it — Drew says this one is encased in insulation. Ahhh, even more joy to be felt. I have yet to wash with it.
However, I have a question for you and your silverware. Do you put it in the dishwasher with the used part facing up, or the handle facing up? YOU, you, reading my blog — comment. Drew says they get cleaner if they do it that way (and our utensil baskets have these little covers that make it so you can just slide each handle into a slot)… and I say it’s gross to have to touch the tops of the utensils when you get it out. What do YOU think?
Also, because of my obsessive compuslive nature I’m trying to figure out the best way to load everything into the dishwasher. This one has fancy stuff like fold-down tines, extra little shelves to pull down, and the top drawer adjusts.
Seriously. So fancy.
Oh and we got the car. It wasn’t the “worse case scenario” — it was 30 bucks cheaper. Wow. I guess every 30 bucks counts, right? I’m sure you’re all wondering what on EARTH did we do to the car? Well, here’s just a little list — the air flow-sensor-or-something-like-that had to be replaced, we had an oil leak, so he fixed that (but didn’t have to replace the oil pump), timing belt, front brakes, new spark plugs, transmission flush, I think that’s it. I told Drew to make sure diamonds weren’t coming out the exhaust pipe — and if they were, please be sure and catch them.
I don’t think he found me amusing.
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