There Is Work ENOUGH To Do!

As if I don't have enough to do already, I just RE-loaded the same load of dishes from the dishwasher that I just UN-loaded.  Apparently they didn't get washed.  I was nearly done putting them all away when I discovered goop on the utensils and realized it was dishwashing gel.  Upon inspection, I noticed the detergent compartment hadn't opened and figured the load hadn't run at all, or the goo on the utensils would have gotten washed away.  I had set it on time delay, last night, so that it would run while we're asleep and nobody has to be bothered with the noise (it's supposed to be a "quiet" kind-- but its not!).  I assume someone opened the door of the dishwasher, after I set it, and didn't close it back up all the way.

I would have been okay with it had the dishwasher run last night, even without soap.  They were well rinsed before being put in the dishwasher and the water's hot enough to sterilize. But the thought of dirty dishes in the cupboard... ugh!

When I realized that I was going to have to figure out which dishes were which, take them back out of the cupboard and reload them, I just cried.  I stood in the middle of my kitchen and just let it all come out.  I was already hormonal from PMS, had a loaf of banana bread in the oven for a new neighbor/ward member who'd just moved in across the street, and was running a tight schedule.  My Visiting Teacher had already been by, I was trying to get out the door to go visit with some family from out of town, and I was going to quickly unload and reload the dishwasher.  This little hiccup did not fit in with my plans.  Oh well, at least I was the one who emptied the dishwasher this time, and not one of the kids.  Not only would they NOT remember which dishes were which, I'm sure they would have never even noticed that the load didn't run!  Yuck!

Next time I'm just gonna turn the dishwasher on right away.  Too bad if it's noisy!