I have recently moved into a new home, and in my new home, in my new kitchen, is a new dishwasher.  This home is all new – new to me, and new because no one has lived here before.  Everything is lovely and shiny and full of promise.

I was eager to use the dishwasher – to wash the china that I had moved.  Something about being wrapped in paper and put in a box for a few days just seems to require some extra cleansing.

Being the obedient type, and scoring moderately high as a “Fact Finder” on the Kolbe Conative Styles Assessment, I read the manual, loaded the dishwasher, ran the water in the nearest sink until it was hot – as directed – and started the machine.

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