Ok, dishwasher, listen up. I’ve got some tough news for you. But before I share the bad news, let me just thank you upfront for all the hard work you’ve done. When our fancy-schmancy dishwasher died on us after only a year of work, I wasn’t sure that getting a used dishwasher via Craigslist was the right thing to do. After all, we need a dishwasher that is willing to run at least two to three cycles a day. (I bet you’re wondering how a family of four can eat so much food. It freaks me out, too.) I just wasn’t sure you’d be up for it.
Well, you’ve proven me wrong. We’ve worked you hard this past year—loading you up with dishes at least twice a day—and you keep chugging along. There was that time your front door got misaligned and we couldn’t shut you properly. I thought I was going to have a heart attack at the thought of washing all those dishes by hand. But Terry managed to fix you and we haven’t had a problem since.
So now that you know how deeply I appreciate you, let me tell you the bad news. We’re going to have to use you more than ever now. The economy is pretty bad, and while Terry’s work is going well, I need to pay credence the advice I read on those frugality blogs and spend less. One of the easiest expenses to cut is going to restaurants or getting take out. So that means I’m going to be cooking more, and you’ll be washing dishes more. I’m not too happy about it, either, but we need to be adults about it. Whining will get us nowhere.
I know that this is a lot to ask of you, especially since you are in your twilight years. But, I’ll be honest with you. I cannot—I repeat—cannot—do this without you. Let’s keep this awesome partnership going strong!
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