washing dishes

i have to say, i'm sick to death of washing dishes. dishwasher is still broken. the control module was bad, so the little repair guy ordered the part and said they'd be back on wednesday. well, the part came in on thursday and i was able to get the appointment moved up to monday--sometime between 1 and 5. (what we'd do if both of us worked, i don't know. i guess one of us would have to take off work to sit and wait for the technician to show up. last time they said between 1 and 5 it was 5:30 when he finally showed up.) anyway, my hands are cracked and bleeding in places. i have tried using gloves, but that just makes my "dishpan hands" worse. i try and keep up with them, but it's never ending. dear husband helps a lot, but still, it's a lot to do. i don't know how we ever did without a dishwasher. of course, we didn't have the little cherub when we did without.
speaking of the little cherub, that kid can FLY. he is crawling like crazy and into everything. he loves to pull bowls and lids and stuff out of the kitchen cabinets. and then he bangs them together. another one of his favorite things is to carry stuff (toys, his socks, whatever) around in his mouth as he crawls. he thinks that's really funny. and it is. oh, and he loves cheerios. well, they aren't actually cheerios. they're publix toasted oats. but it's the same thing. "o" shaped cereal. and i've finally gotten him to pick up little pieces of banana and eat them, although he doesn't care much for how slimy they are. he also loves to go outside, but he's not too sure about crawling in the grass...maybe he's my son after all. :)
well, i guess the dishwasher will be fixed soon enough. maybe i can avoid doing anymore dishes until monday between 1 and 5...