Well, I am not okay. I started the dishwasher before I went to bed (early, for me) … then wound up reading for a bit… noticed that the dishwasher was not making any more washing sounds… went to check it… EFFING SOAPSUDS EVERYWHERE. Some dipsh*t moron who was probably overtired from the very long day we had here must have put dish detergent in the thing instead of dishwasher detergent. SO ME - or one of the terriers - or maybe both of the little rotters. Bloody hell!! An hour of mopping and bailing later… now running a short cycle on the machine and it seems to be okay… but I am sitting here and STARING at it to make sure. Plus my mom is here for a visit and this is just another example (according to her) of how it is amazing I got this far in life when I am so very stupid. Cue lecture about wasting my life “doing the horse thing” when I could have stayed a graphic artist and had a nice house by now and lots of money in the bank.
So NO. I AM NOT OKAY.