I loathe my diswasher...

There. I've said it. And I'll say it again. I loathe my dishwasher!

You may think that's a harsh sentiment for such a helpful appliance. After all, is there anything worse than having to hand wash all your dishes? Well, my dishwasher is a piece of poo. There is a temperature sensor that keeps crapping out in it. I've replaced that sensor at least 6 times and one time I replaced the whole control board thinking there was a problem with it. I've poured more money in parts into that thing than it would cost to buy a cheap dishwasher.

Last Monday, when I got home Liz told me that the dishwasher had crapped out again. I told her that I wasn't going to fix it again, but she looked and I had one more spare temperature sensor. So I pulled out my multimeter, took off the dishwasher door to expose the control board, and started searching for the short. Sure enough, it was at the damn temperature sensor. So I replaced it and said that it was the last time I was going to work on the dishwasher. Well, Friday I get home from work and the dishwasher is broken again.

So Liz and I went dishwasher shopping on Saturday. The new one is supposed to come in Tuesday. I loathe my old dishwasher and hope the new one is better. As long as this new one doesn't sound like a jet taking off and runs without breaking for more than 2 years it will be the clear cut winner!