Stressed is desserts spelled backwards but WTF good does that do me?

I'm so stressed. My dishwasher took a shit.

Riddle me this: why doesn't the appliance take a shit after completing it's work? Hmmm? For instance I had a washing machine that stopped working mid-cycle. I had to pull sopping wet towels from that bitch and wring them out and line dry them. What a PITA.

Enter my dishwasher. Yes, it's pretty old. Like maybe 12 years? Give or take a year or two. It's currently FULL of nasty dishes that were in the sink for at least 2 days (oh wipe that condescending look off your face. You know you've done the same) and now they sit fermenting in my piece of shit dishwasher.

Sigh. I really didn't have the money for this. I mean, DH did get his holiday check from work but I had other plans for that. Damn. You know (maybe YOU don't but trust me on this) that when I do get a new dishwasher and they come to install it, something will be fucked up and it'll end up costing me mo' money than just the machine. It always does.

I need to take two mommy's little helpers today. Oh and I regret to the end of the earth agreeing to work for someone tomorrow. Dammit.