It's been over a month now.
over a month since my dishwasher broke :(
It was a sad day and a rude awakening for me as a homemaker.
It meant actually having to spend time in the kitchen and hand-wash dishes. yuck.
Not a fan of cleaning. It's true. My husband will vouch for me on this one.
So here's a typical view of what my kitchen looks like after dinner. I think I just threw up in my mouth a little bit...
So it's been a journey to have to spend about an hour every day to get the dishes clean. And it's so frequent that I had to invest in some items:
A nice thick mat for my achy feet :)
Pink, insulated rubber gloves for my poor dry hands!
But I have a system. I stick dishes in to soak on the left. When they are ready, I scrub them and place them in the sink to the right. I then rinse them all off and dry them in the broken dishwasher. Then I place new dirty dishes in the sink to the left and star all over again.
This post serves as a memorial for my broken dishwasher. My landlady did inform me yesterday that they have a dishwasher picked out at Home Depot but not sure how or who is going to get it here...that's reassuring.
I am truly grateful for the ease of life now-a-days. Especially when I don't have it, it makes it that much sweeter when you do. I will not take advantage ever again!