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Jun. 30th, 2011 12:14 pmMost of yesterday afternoon, Mips sat in the kitchen doorway and looked grumpy. She said: "Matte, there's a big fat lump in the middle of the floor. I saw you bring it inside, so don't pretend you don't know what it is. Remove it this instant!" Little did she know that before long there would be two lumps. And Mussehatte doing unusual things ("unusual" is about the most offensive thing you can do to a cat). And the chairs moved into the living room.
The lump in question was our new dishwasher. The old one... let's just say it didn't work.
The dishwasher came with an installation manual in the form of tiny pictures. We spent a good while guessing at what they might depict. In the end we had to rely on exclusion: that's probably the little plastic bar, so that must be the metal one, ok, and that little square with the faint lines in it -- the bag of nails?
There's still a big lump in the kitchen, but now it's the old dishwasher, and for some reason, Mips seems more okay with that. We'll remove it later. Perhaps tonight.
The lump in question was our new dishwasher. The old one... let's just say it didn't work.
The dishwasher came with an installation manual in the form of tiny pictures. We spent a good while guessing at what they might depict. In the end we had to rely on exclusion: that's probably the little plastic bar, so that must be the metal one, ok, and that little square with the faint lines in it -- the bag of nails?
There's still a big lump in the kitchen, but now it's the old dishwasher, and for some reason, Mips seems more okay with that. We'll remove it later. Perhaps tonight.
