The end of this week has been as close to perfect as it comes, my friends. At long last we have a new dishwasher! I know you were on the very edges of your seats, wondering if I would ever be free again from dishpan hands, and I thank you for your concern.
After being jerked around by installation guys, and all other manner of setbacks that are too boring to relate but have caused me to become a shrieking harpy, I was so pleasantly surprised to find The Dishwasher Guy (as named by The Boy) on my front porch on time. On time, my friends! I mean, the first guy didn't even bother to show up so you can see how my expectations might have been slightly lower than "on time."
TDG was even chipper and personable, despite lugging around two dishwashers in the 295 degree heat. He didn't mind being interrogated by a four year old perpetual question machine, and he was whistling. Whistling! Where did he come from, and can he come back do some more projects around here? It only took him one hour to remove the old dishwasher and install the new one, and as soon as he pulled out of my driveway, I began dancing around the new dishwasher. I loaded it up with so many dishes and I don't even think they were all dirty, but I was past the point of caring.
Just when I thought the day couldn't get any better, Rob walked in the door with our babysitter in tow. We were off on our annual pilgrimage to the movie theater, and we chose to see Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. Good movie, although I've been told that it left many little details out because of time. I read the book so long ago, that the sieve I call my brain has failed to retain many of the little details anyway, so I just sat back and tried not to fall asleep. It doesn't take much, and a comfy chair and a darkened theater sometimes push me over the edge. Oh, but then the movie started and Holy Biceps, Batman, when did Harry Potter get hot?! I mean, the last time I saw a Harry Potter movie, the kid looked about seven years old. Now . . . well, let's just say that I did not fall asleep during the movie.
We came home to find all the hooligans asleep, and our smiling babysitter still willing to work for us in the future. As Rob took her home, I went into the kitchen and kissed my new dishwasher goodnight before I headed upstairs to bed. All in all, the perfect ending to a great day.