The New Dishwasher

Our dishwasher finally went kaput.  It’s been on the fritz for months, and to be honest, it has never worked right in the few years we’ve had it.  It did the worst job washing dishes, as opposed to our old one which would wash anything.  I swear you could put a whole chicken in there and the bones would come out clean.

Last time our dishwasher died, we rushed out and bought a new one and it was a piece of junk.  The Daddy Monkey has been looking on Craigslist, and has found a few, but we are in no hurry.  We’ll get one eventually because a dishwasher is nice to have for dinner parties and when you are making jam and whatnot.

We finally embraced the act of washing dishes by hand, and I cannot believe what has happened.  Our kitchen is always clean. When the dishwasher worked, it seemed that there was always a sink full of dirty dishes.  Either the dishwasher hadn’t gotten the load clean, or there were too many dishes for one load, or the machine was full of clean dishes and waiting to be unloaded.  We both swear that our new setup is faster.

We bought a nice drying rack, the only one the store had that folded up, and wasn’t plastic.

We both make an effort to wash dishes when they are there.  I try to keep on top of them during the day and The Daddy Monkey usually does them after dinner while I’m bathing The Girl.

I love the fact that we can now use an eco-friendly dish washing liquid as opposed to that nasty chemical stuff that we used in the dishwasher, but I’m not happy about using more water to hand wash.

At least we have this guy to keep us company while we wash.

I think he was a plant holder in a previous life, but now he holds our brushes and scrubbies.  I found him ages ago at the Goodwill, of course.