Dishwasher
It has been 45 years to the day that I got my driver's license. It was an eventful Friday the thirteenth in 1981. My apologies if you have heard this story before. As I was preparing to back out of my spot with the state driving tester guy, an eighteen wheeler entered the parking lot, not fast, and couldn't make the turn. He drove into the state vehicle that was parked in the aisle behind me. Honestly, I don't think the truck was in the right place. The state guy was not happy. I still got my license though, so I was. To celebrate, I didn't drive today, at all. I stayed home and took turns being productive and restful. Here are some other happy things: When we moved into this new house we were told that the dishwasher in the main kitchen leaked. The water was off and we were busy moving so we didn't look into it more, until today. Bel worked hard to pull the machine out from under the counter. It was installed...