Love, As Always, Pete

The Weekly Letters, by A. Pedersen Wood

August 21, 2020

Dear Everyone:

Some weeks ago, I was placing an item in the dishwasher.  Whatever it was, it had some water on it, or in it; because when I put the item on the top rack and pushed the rack back inside the dishwasher, I heard a distinct splash.

I thought:  “Splash?  Why would it go ‘splash’?”

I discovered that the bottom portion of the dishwasher was filled with water, even though I hadn’t run the thing in several days.  I started the “Rinse Only” cycle, which caused the machine to swoosh the water around for several minutes, then pump the water out.  And that was that.  For the time being.

Last Tuesday, I walked out into the kitchen first thing in the morning and wondered, “Why does my foot feel sticky?”  That’s when I realized that my foot wasn’t so much “sticky” as it was “wet”.  Because I had just stepped in a puddle of water, in front of the dishwasher.

Upon investigation, I realized that the machine had once again filled up with water, without my having run it for several days; and this time, there was enough water to leak out onto the floor.  This was because the door was left partially open.

We all know what this means:  Time for a new dishwasher.

Of course, I could have called a repair service.  I even have the magnet that I got from a pretty good repair service that I’ve used in the past, with phone number and all.  But did it make sense to spend hundreds of dollars for a repair when I had already decided it was time to replace the dishwasher, along with the other kitchen appliances, this year anyway?  It did not.

Same thing with the refrigerator.  The automatic ice maker stopped working around the first of the year.  Again, I could have called a repairperson.  But I was planning on replacing the fridge this year as well.

In the meantime, I could just buy a bag of ice at the supermarket and pour its contents into the ice dispenser.  However, I discovered that the bagged ice tended to be in small enough pieces to clog the chute in the dispenser, which allowed the clogged ice to slowly melt out through the dispenser onto the floor.  Again, wet floor.

I also realized that, while I was paying for a new water filter several times each year, without the automatic ice maker, I wasn’t getting that much use out of the (rather expensive) filters.  So I found some plastic ice cube trays which I could fill with pre-chilled, filtered, water from the dispenser in the fridge.  They made ice in record time, but also took up most of a shelf in the freezer.  It was definitely a temporary solution.

I knew the exact age of each of the appliances because they were all installed in 2005.  That was when a developer bought the entire apartment complex and began converting them all to condominiums.  To encourage sales, the developer remodeled the kitchens and baths with the latest in “granite” countertops and “satin nickel” hardware.  And the cheapest set of appliances they could get at volume-discounted prices.

The refrigerator is a few years younger because I got it when I bought the condo.  The fridge in my previous place was too big to fit in the space between the counter and the wall.  That makes this fridge over eleven years old, so it will last a few years more.  Unless I get tired of making ice.

As for the dishwasher, the current situation simply knocked it up to the top of the Priority List.

In the past, I would have gone to a place like Sears, but they’re mostly only online businesses these days.  When I buy an appliance, I like to be able to see it, touch it, look inside of it.  Otherwise, I might as well buy it from Amazon.

So “Jeannie” and I went to a very large, family-owned appliance showroom Wednesday afternoon.  The company has been in business for nearly 100 years, so I felt reasonably confident that it would feature reliable machines.  If things go well, I’ll be coming back in the near future for a range and built-in microwave oven.

We found a salesman fairly quickly, explained that we wanted a quality dishwasher, and I quoted him a budget set several hundred dollars lower than I was willing to pay.  We looked at various models.

Then the salesman explained that most of the ones I might want to have installed were unavailable for a month or more, due to the Coronavirus Pandemic.  That’s because many manufacturers, in order to keep their factories open, have had to limit the number of employees to about half the usual contingent.  Keeping everyone six feet apart, installing plastic or plexiglass dividers between work stations, etc.  The bottom line was that most manufacturers were several months behind in their deliverables.

Ultimately, we decided on a Miele model because:

Miele makes a very good product*

I liked the features

It was exactly one dollar below my stated budget

It could be delivered and installed within about a week

(*During our weekly Wild & Woolly Wood Women Zoom Meeting the next day, both “Frankie” and “Alice” enthusiastically endorsed the Miele line of products.)

While the salesman and I processed the necessary paperwork, I sent “Jeannie” off to investigate refrigerators, specifying side-by-side fridge and freezer and automatic ice maker.  She came back a bit later crowing about the magnificent “wine cave” she had found.  Evidently, this was a large space done up as a “cave”, filled with specialized refrigerators designed to hold only bottles of wine.  Not exactly what I was looking for.  But there’s time for that.

The new dishwasher is scheduled to be installed next Thursday.  In the meantime, I’m keeping the current dishwasher’s door tightly closed, to keep any errant water inside.  And some old hand towels arranged in front of it, just in case.

Love, as always,

 

Pete

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