I have no dishwasher so that won't be an issue.

We have a great dishwasher. (SPOILER: it's me.)

We do hand washed artisanal dishwashing around here.

Ours is free-range, locally sourced, small-batch dishwashing.

Truly are you two the Four Yorkshiremen for the hipster generation.

We do hand washed artisanal dishwashing around here.

As do we. One better: when the inlaws moved into their new house, MiL had the perfectly functioning dishwasher taken out, and replaced with a stack of cabinet drawers. H and I both come from a long line of artisinal by-hand dishwashers.

I love my mechanical dishwasher. Barring a total societal-technological breakdown, I plan to never live anywhere without one. And Steph is welcome to load mine up at any time, as I don't care about how it's loaded, as long as I get clean dishes at the end of it. (Plus that would mean we'd have a Steph visiting the Trianglistas, and how cool would that be?)

I want to have a dishwasher so bad. Mom got a second hand portable dishwasher that hooks up to the sink but it wasn't compatible for some reason.

So we hand wash dishes. And there is always a fuss over how to deal with the dirty dishes (I think they should go in the sink, Mom thinks they should be stacked next to the sink) and what to use to wash dishes, I prefer a sponge and she likes those blue and white flimsy dishcloths that make me shudder every time I have to touch them in the water.

Truly are you two the Four Yorkshiremen for the hipster generation.

#LUXURY.

My one true method of dishwashing is to rinse all the food stuff off shortly after use and place in dishwasher. Run when full. However, the other humans that occupy space with me have never acquiesced and have varying wrong methods of doing things. Except MIL, who washes by hand but actually gets stuff clean. The menfolk that surround me "wash" the dishes and then I have to take them out of the rack and put them in the dishwasher because not so much with the cleanliness.

That is my pet peeve, if the dishwasher is filling up with dirty dishes, WHY put your dish in the sink. Rinse it and put it in the dishwasher please.

And on that note, I made a CLEAN/DIRTY magnet to make the status of the dishwasher clear. I used scrabble tiles to spell out the words and it turned out so cute.

The menfolk that surround me "wash" the dishes and then I have to take them out of the rack and put them in the dishwasher because not so much with the cleanliness.

I got into SO much trouble while traveling with some young folk in Wales.

Their method of dishwashing (partly cultural-no rinsing/partly youth-no time!) made me physically ill.

I snuck down in the night to rewash everything for fear of ptomaine poisoning. I got caught. Not pretty.

My mentally ill grandmother and father taught me, by dint of nevermind, the sanctity of the clean cupboard. I wash pretty much everything BEFORE sitting down to eat. Or, at least rinse well.

Went to the doctor this morning, was prescribed Prozac/fluoxetine for my anxiety. It's a low dose, but I'm always leery of brain drugs. The side effects sheet is appalling as usual, so I'm wondering if anyone has experience with it.