Home Secrets - Dishwasher

 Oh, I forgot that I had another 'Home Secret'. You know, things in your house that don't quite work the way they should but you know so it doesn't really matter? Well, my dishwasher is one of those. The door is broken and has been since installation some......... um........... 5 years ago. Go figure! How time flies!!! Well, you see, what happens is if you open the door, it falls to the ground with a really loud ............thwack-y sort of noise as the handle hits the wooden floor thus making contact and resulting in a large...... dent. Great. Oh, Silver Fox has brought out the FBH (f'n big hammer!) on more than one occasion to fix the door but, alas, the problem continues. It does cause lots of problems. Lots. Mainly for me. And my dishes. Me and the dishes. Again it is a situation that has just.... sort of....... persisted. We have 'made do' as you do. But, here is the thing, apart from the door slamming into the polished floor, it also sits at an unfortunate angle. Unfortunate because, if you are unsuspecting, the trolley (usually full of clean dishes) careens out of control, down the door and onto the floor. C-R-A-S-H!!!!! Broken dishes everywhere. You see the problem don't you? My dishes. M-y d-i-s-h-e-s. Yes bloggers, I have again done my time with unmatched crockery. Hand me downs (nice yellow stoneware from my Mum's nice yellow kitchen), cast offs, generally yucky ones. Until this house. I bought 12 gorgeous settings of Maxwell and Williams Basic Dinner Set (Cosmopolitan I think?). I am too afraid to count the survivors. Let me show you some photos:

Said dishwasher

You see the problem don't you?

 Okay, okay. Again it is a house secret so we make do. We remember and gently lower the door to the ground. Always. And then we gently pull out the trolley and gently remove the dishes. It works most of the time. Well, yes, most of the time.

BUT. Now here is the thing. Some time ago, which will be revealed later, Silver Fox bought a new dishwasher. Yes he did. Because he couldn't fix this one AND it was making him cross. So, next to the old dishwasher the new one sat. Waiting to be put in. And sat. And sat. And. Sat. Next to the old one. Right next to it. You get the picture. Now, it was becoming a fixture. It was very good at pretending to be another bench and having stuff piled high on it. Not in its usual job description mind you. Today was the day it finally went in. Hooray!!!!! It is a great day. I even took a photo!!! Here it is:

It took 25 minutes people. 25 minutes to put in!!

There was paperwork with the packaging. I asked Silver Fox how long he thought it had been sitting there. Waiting. He said "Hhhmmmm, 6 months maybe". Not even close. Try 11 months. 11 months. Really.... Can anyone else beat that?

Ciao for now


just Martha

Home Dilemmas

 Do you have secrets in your home? I don't mean deep dark secrets or skeletons on the closet. I mean, sort of, house secrets. You know, the things that people who live there know that others may not. These sort of things become apparent when you have visitors. What do I mean? Well, like wiggling the front door key to open the door, or, skipping over the squeaky step in the middle of the night. Things like that. I have iron secrets. I know them because I am the only one to use the iron. I didn't think to tell anyone... I have an iron that you can't fill with water because it sets off the fuse and the whole house shuts down. It has been like that for years. I know it so I use a spray bottle of water. Job done. No problems. Oh, I know it sounds like I am dicing with death at every crease but, I refuse to pay $100 for an iron when this one works just fine. Sort of. However, my little 'Home Secret' unraveled rather tragically. My Mother-in-Law came to babysit. Trouble. Not with her per-se but with the iron. Okay, okay, I m-i-g-h-t have strategically left the iron, ironing board, spray bottle and all the ironing out in a place she was sure to stumble upon after the kids were in bed! (Well, you can iron and watch TV at the same time! And grandparents do like to be helpful!) Well, she went and put water in it didn't she? Logical process really BUT, not with my iron. Disaster!!! Silver Fox and I arrived home to complete darkness. The electronic garage door wouldn't open. "Hmmm" we thought, 'what's going on? Did we have a blackout?" No. We didn't. There we found M-I-L sitting in complete darkness. Still, like a statue. Unsure even where to begin to look for candles or a torch!! Luckily she hadn't been like that for long. Maybe 10 minutes. Not hours thank goodness. Ooops....... sorry!! I still have the same iron though..... but I don't leave it out for the unsuspecting visitor to be helpful. Sorry....


Ciao for now


just Martha