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What I discovered when the dishwasher broke
When an appliance breaks in our home, I go through at least five stages in dealing with the situation. First, I fantasize; hoping that the clanging noise or gummy splotches on the glasses will just go away. I avoid calling for repairs because they may be too expensive, or will result in buying a new one. Avoidance goes on for a few days or weeks until I surrender and call the guy. Surrender is quickly followed by relief, or sticker shock, or a trip to a box store to replace it, or all three. Finally, I arrive at gratitude that we’ve landed back on the normal square, however poorer we may be.
The last time a major appliance died in our house, it took several weeks to move from fantasy to gratitude. What I discovered was the gift of the broken dishwasher.
We washed dishes by hand. I can hear your groaning, but it really was kind of nice. Every evening, I worked side by side with my family, scrubbing the dishes in warm, sudsy water then rinsing and drying. We all pitched in, bumping rears from time to time, but laughing together and extending our dinner conversation. I loved the feel of the warm water, and seeing the glassware emerge gleaming and bright. And, if my family wasn’t around, I escaped into the quiet. Standing at the sink, I tended my household with time to think about whatever I liked, with no interruptions.
Modern appliances were supposed to increase our leisure time. It seems they’ve sped things up, with computers as their accomplices. Instead of free time to relax, we rush on to the next event or meeting or practice. When our dishwasher broke, I came to appreciate the days before these conveniences. My reverie didn’t last forever; a new machine came to replace the old. I’m grateful for its service, but I still like the bubbles on my hands.