As I have mentioned previously, our automatic dishwasher ceased functioning about 3 weeks ago. It took several days to tell our landlord about the problem. On the Saturday before Thanksgiving, he removed the old dishwasher and said the new one would be there on Wednesday or Thursday. It wasn't. I probably misunderstood.
The new dishwasher arrived Friday night. We came home from our date to find it installed and prepared to run a cycle. It wouldn't start. The manual was in French and three other languages, none of them English. Ben called customer service today. The remote diagnosis from the flashing lights was that either it was installed incorrectly or the heating coil is bad. The representative said they could send someone out to check. Ben said he'd call back and let them know. He had called from a U.S. number and didn't say we were in Belgium. I guess we'll call someone here on Monday.
I told our landlord that it wasn't working earlier today before we called customer service. He wasn't happy, either. It's quite a nice and expensive dishwasher.
So, instead of an old broken dishwasher, I have a new broken dishwasher. Good thing I have lots of kids to help wash all the dishes they generate.
In other news, we had a baptism in our branch today! We have been working with the sister missionaries as they have taught this wonderful woman. It was a beautiful service. Our daughters even sang in French and did a great job. (She made me feel grateful for my situation because her clothes washer was broken. I'd rather hand wash dishes than clothes, that's for sure.) We visited her this evening again with the sisters, and it was so much fun to see the light in her face. She will be confirmed tomorrow at church.