Dishwasher WarI must begin by telling you that I worked 15 1/2 hours straight yesterday. Yeah, I know. You don't feel sorry for me. It's ok. I don't expect you to. However, when I finally finished up my night class last night I was done. I mean D-O-N-E, done.
Hubs decided to be helpful, because that's how lucky I am, and he loaded the dishwasher. As I was finishing up class I hear him say something about the dishwasher sounding funny. Then he insisted that I come listen. Ah, it's ok! Nothing odd! I go sit back down. Still insisting that something sounds funny hubs adds that something smells funny. So, I get back up, walk over, and smell. Nothing. But then I see something. It's this billowing smoke coming from the vents. Ummm....is that smoke? Umm....Ummm!!!!
As we opened the dishwasher it is filled with something. I'm still not quite sure if it was smoke or just a ton of steam, as I mentioned before I'd worked 15 1/2 hours and was dying before I was ever asked to come look, listen, and smell. Needless to say I had the fire extinguisher in hand as Tim checked the dishwasher out.
I dared hubs to turn it back on last night. I was fare too tired to stop drop and roll! (Thanks Heather)
Today, hubs ran the dishwasher. No problems. So, what was all that smoke about? My guess? It wasn't real! I still think I was dreaming!
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