No time for blogging today! as our good friend Doctor Zaius says, because we’re making a hole for a dishwasher in the bunkhouse.
Our little bungalow used to be the bunkhouse for a few farmhands. They were probably grateful for the old Norge refrigerator and the gas stove, along with the flush toilet. But as much as we love the warm-water therapy of scrubbing egg off the china, we already are planning the ways we’ll spend that salvaged almost-daily hour of dishwashing labor.
Really? More time blogging??
I’m no carpenter; so the fact this thing looks like it belongs in there is remarkable. It is by far the quietest dishwasher we’ve ever had. Another plus: we’ll use far less water than when we washed everything by hand. Yep, we’re happy campers; no more standing at the sink!