I don’t know if I have the words to express the feeling. It could be joy, maybe even elation. But certainly a weight has been lifted. What weight you ask? The weight of dishwashing. We haven’t had a dishwasher since our first house, which we sold more than four years ago. We never got around to adding one to the second house. But after a year, and nearing the end of a drawn-out kitchen remodeling, we finally have a fully functional dishwasher again.
The sink and countertop are rigged in place. The fridge is in the garage. But we have a machine that washes dishes. Life is good.
Monkey with Chainsaw 