The dishwasher wasn’t draining.
I methodically (read: in a random, chaotic, increasingly raging fashion) tracked the clog to a tiny piece of plastic that had found its way into the drain near the sink.
I did not, I’m happy to report, break the dishwasher.
Indeed, I learned a lot about how the dishwasher works, and how it’s installed, something that had previously been locked in the “black box that makes dishes clean” realm.
This is good, as a broken dishwasher can plunge our household into despair.
Also good for my psyche, which has been sending me dreams about intractable infrastructure issues for the last week.
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Rhiannon and I ran into a
Rhiannon and I ran into a similar issue recently. In our case, the dishwasher drain pump had given out and had to be replaced (I too had never before thought about or cared to investigate the inner-workings of my dishwasher).
Isn't repairing stuff
Isn't repairing stuff therapeutic? 😊
I recall reading an interview
I recall reading an interview with Farley Mowat: when asked if he enjoyed the process of writing, he replied that he enjoyed the process of having written considerably more.
I feel the same way about repairing things.
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