Way Too Excited
My brother has just changed careers and is going into business as a home inspector. So if anyone around the DFW area is buying or selling a home and needs a home inspection, be sure to let me know, ok? I know a guy.
Anyway, as a favor to us and a way for him to get used to writing up the reports, he performed a complimentary home inspection for us last week. I knew it would be trouble. We need a new dishwasher. OK, OK, I knew we needed one. I suspected for a while that there was a leak in our dishwasher, because the hardwood floors underneath it were buckling. But to have someone officially tell me we did was what it took to get me off my ass and out to Lowe’s to pick out a new one. Well, that and the fact that Sunday night I turned it on and smelled something burning. I have this rule about convenience appliances not burning down my house.
And just this very second, the installer guy left and I have a brand spankin’ new dishwasher. One that actually gets dishes clean and that you could run while watching TV. Woo hoo!
How old do I feel that the installation of a new dishwasher makes me giddy like a schoolgirl?
Here are the pictures of my newest toy:
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I completely understand. I covet our friend’s new washer and dryer. I think it’s an LG, I’m not sure, but it looks like something from Star Trek. Before we moved, we joked that, during barbecues at their house, the women should ignore the pool and the lovely landscaping and should just bring our lawn chairs into the laundry room to ooh and aah over the washer’s various buttons, knobs, and flashing lights.
My condolences
Sigh. We are officially grown up. When the hell did that happen?
Hey! I’m hopefully closing on a condo at the endo of Aug. Email me his info and I’ll see if I can’t help him out. Give the curtainrodtrumpengruber a kiss from Auntie Stella!
oooh, sani-rinse
fancy!
So pretty! Does it have a name yet?
*le sigh*…I LONG for a dishwasher..I swear I think I’m going to be happier on dishwasher day than I was on my wedding day!
I would be thrilled too. I told my mom that the surefire way to know you’re a grown-up is if you’re jealous of someone’s vacuum cleaner. And I don’t even do the vacuuming around my house!