THE DANCE OF THE DISHWASHER

Every now and again I remember to load the dishwasher …..

……. but why I bother I’m not so sure. Lo, she is a terrible Goddess always follows on, rearranging the contents, murmuring –

“If that goes there it’ll never get washed properly” and

“What a waste of space” and

“Stupid!” and

“How come you can pack a house in the boot of the car but you can’t do this in a sensible and logical manner?”

It’s a mystery …….
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(I’ve lost track of the number of times I’ve told him that dog hair clogs the drain up. Sheesh. Lo,TG Ed)

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