Huh? I'm sure you meant to say something here, but I missed the translation. If you can't do it the right way, um.. what?

I understood Rock Steady to mean "If installing the diswasher in your preferred location will prevent a proper hookup, then try a different location that will work better."

I can't help with the putting the dishwasher, but I did want to mention the Sears clearance centers. Basically, they are scratch and dent stores. If you don't mind a nick or scratch, you can get a good discount. I don't know your zipcode to look if there is a store near you. I know someone who got great deals by shopping there. If you go to sears.com, at the bottom is the store locator. Make sure you un-check All Sears Stores and check Sears Appliance Outlet Stores.

Good luck with the install, whatever you decide to do.

We bought all scratch-and-dent appliances. All damage is to the back or side where you can't even see it. And you get standard service warranties like on undamaged appliances.

Congradulations! I know moving is probably one of my least favorite things, so good luck with it. Good vibes are on the way! :D

We looked at Sears Clearance Center here in KC for a new fridge awhile back. We weren't terribly impressed with those prices, although there were some stellar deals on other appliances. In fact, we ended up buying a model at Home Depot which was *identical* in every way except for nameplate (Hotpoint versus Kenmore, and both actually made by GE) for $20.00 more than at Sears Clearance...with no damage at all.

The bar for our lives keeps getting raised on a nearly daily basis. Yesterday, it was word that our closing was being moved off to Monday, a spectacularly bad day for me in terms of my job. Today, my wife was informed that she has drop foot, cause unknown, and she is at the neurologist's office as we speak. For those who don't know, drop foot is the inability of the muscles that allow you to point your toes up to...well, point your toes up. This causes you to drag your foot, and to trip a lot. In my wife's case, to trip and *fall* a lot.

Keep the vibes coming. We clearly still need them.

I'm sorry to hear that about your wife..hope she gets to feeling better soon

She's done with the neurologist visit now. He says it could be cancer...or the fact that she's been crossing her legs a lot since she's lost 130# from the gastic bypass surgery. He's betting heavily on the latter, but testing for the former just to be sure.

I would characterize the visit as encouraging. He says it should pass in a few weeks if she just keeps from crossing her legs. Electromyelograms were all negative for significant nerve injury of any sort. No herniated disc problem, joint damage, stuff like that. She feels a bit better about things now as she's relatively sure that she is not cancerous, and so am I.:jig:

Glad to hear the good news. Still sending good vibes your way...

woohoo!! I have heard of the leg crossing thing myself. I doesn't sound unreasonable.

btw, congrats to MrsEls on the 130# loss. My hat's off to you. I could follow your example. wtg!

All these moving in things are temporary, Els. Just keep your head the way you always do and things will work out.

Still sending those vibes from across the Atlantic ...

We will take possession of the new house sometime tomorrow afternoon. Now the *real* work begins!

Cool, don't let the ghosts and gremlins that live in the old place bug you. It's just a last ditch effort to get you to stay. After all, you've provided considerable entertainment over the years. ;)

No worries. Well, none much. I've lived in this house since 1969, with the exception of the periods from 1976-80 and 1985-1990, and there is much here.

I patched a hole in the door the other day that was made by my mother throwing an ashtray at my asshole stepfather. As we've painted and cleaned and packed, vestiges of the people and events that have made this house a home have passed by my sight and through my mind, evoking many memories, both good and not so good. I've seen layers of wallpaper that date back to my aunt and uncle's ownership of the place, and that made me think of the sad death of their hellbound young son Steven from drugs and general misuse of his young and handsome body. I removed the little wood blocks from a bedroom door frame that were used to brace the child gate back when my son was a toddler. I patched holes made when we hung a pullup bar in the kitchen doorway so my sister could practice her gymnastics when she was a child.

There are probably too many such things to even try to list, or even contemplate at length. I think I've put them mostly to rest, but unpacking in the new place will stir even more such memories as items long since tucked away resurface and are again stored.

The energies of this home and the people who have lived here will come with us to the new place, because they live in my spirit, not in this assemblage of wood and concrete. I hope they like the new place, too.