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Nope, my dishwasher would have taken something like half my space. It stayed in Chapel Hill, and I'm stuck washing dishes by hand again. *sigh*
For some reason, though, I don't seem to mind it quite as much as I did there... possibly because the dry air here means I'm not all hot and sweaty when I'm done. Actually, that's probably it.
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Did you bring your dishwasher home? I know I couldn't live without mine.
Nope, my dishwasher would have taken something like half my space. It stayed in Chapel Hill, and I'm stuck washing dishes by hand again. *sigh*
For some reason, though, I don't seem to mind it quite as much as I did there... possibly because the dry air here means I'm not all hot and sweaty when I'm done. Actually, that's probably it.
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