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Free FIY Flow Fumble Fix Dishwasher

Like traveling solo to Morocco, most of my adventures begin from the inside out.


Bread Ties Clog Sink Flow

Take me, a mom, fixing my dishwasher. Starting backwards, the story ends with a chat on Facebook.

Cousin: What are you working on?

Me: Dishwasher.

Backing up (me, not my dishwasher), the problem started simply, Water wouldn’t leave the basin and YouTube said, “Clear the screen”. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H4FjNHsHTLY So twice I found and used a #15 hex nut to unscrew the cover and empty the gunk below the screen enclosure basin.

Cousin: Did you get the job done?

Me: We spent Saturday researching https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DJ0a6c4baxk then shutting off this, unplugging that, removing a cover, labeling screws, lifting machinery, undoing another cover, not undoing another cover, driving to hardware store for a smaller wrench, removing again, photographing wire orientation. Then we manually bailed out water, drained the hose, rebalanced the washer, fitted the machine back into place la, la, la.

Cousin: Did you get the job done?

Me: Still not working. Basin fills up. Won’t drain.

DIY Dishwasher Fix better after bike ride

Bike Ride Break

Partner: Let’s leave this, and take a bike ride (smart guy).

Waiting in the front yard, I share with my neighbor, who suggests, “Check the sink overflow.”

The sink overflow. And do you know that silver cylinder stared at me all afternoon. Our contractor’s voice from nine years ago replaying, “I put this here so that, in case your dishwasher ever over flows, the water will have someplace to go.”

Always listen to your inner DIY voice.

After the bike ride, we open the top of the overflow. Actually, I timidly pull off the silver cylinder. Worried I’ll break the plastic cover, I shy away. He unsnaps the plastic cover, and I remove a wad of something or other sitting on the in-air pipe.

I run the short (dishwasher) cycle (again), but the basin still doesn’t empty.

He bends a coat hanger into a narrow hook. I fish out more scum and stuff. Then staring down the pipe. I spy something red, a piece of pepper? Nope, like food caught in the trachea, a quarter piece of a plastic bread clip, the thing used to hold the plastic bag closed, lodges in the interior of the pipe.

I’m the motivator in my family for DIY fixing and repairs. Sometimes it’s to save money, but more often it’s my constant drive to independently know how to fix machines. Demystify them, conquer the fear that I’ll “do it wrong,” or “break it,” or “flood the kitchen or living room.”

But in spite of fear, I can’t stop myself from not calling the repair service. The do-it-myself satisfaction exhilarates me. The dishwasher fixing high lasted three. In fact, I’m still reveling.

Me: I did it!

Cousin: Amen cousin!

Cousin: Amen cousin!

Me: Set me loose and maybe there isn’t much I can’t do!

How ‘bout you, any DIY machine fixing projects you’d care to share?

DIY Decision


Leave driveway.


Return to driveway.

Leave family note, “Flat tire. Took grey car.”

Return home. “Don’t worry, we put on spare,” my husband says. “And I found the guarantee. The hole is not in the sidewall, so the tire’s covered!”

It’s Monday morning, I drive to tire store.

Tire salesman pokes, prods, and then tries to ram his finger and pen into the sidewall.

He motions to me, and it’s not to show me my guarantee.

I brace myself and follow him to my car.

“Looks like you need to replace all four.”

“But this one was replaced just two years ago,” I point, defending my nearly new tire. And isn’t the flat one covered by the guarantee?”

“It’s too worn to repair,” he says. “And this one,” he shows the uneven wear of a second tire,” needs to be replaced too.

“Course you could change out just the,” he continues, planting doubt. “But I wouldn’t. By the time the rainy season comes, you’ll need to change those two too.”

“But it’s not going to rain,” I protest, smiling at my joke.

“It’s up to you,” he says.

I hate when they say, “It’s up to you,” like I’m in the hospital and he can make me sign an (Against Tire Advice) “but I’d replace all four.” he repeats.

Anxious, I take the bait. “What’s the cost?”

He tells me.

“Any other options?” I protest.

“Well you could replace three.” He tells me that cost, which is nearly the same. My nerves are fraying.

I leave.

I ponder. I fume. I thought we had a guarantee.

I return.

“Ok,” I say resolved to calmly start over. “What are my options?”

Not missing a beat, he leads me to the tread chart. “Anytime you have 1/16” (1.6mm), you need to replace your tire.

We return to the tires. He re-explains the tread.

I look myself.

I scrutinize the tire opposite the flat one and agree. That tread is worn.

I re-examine the other two. One is good, the other – not too bad. I don’t see the same wear the salesman describes.

While alone, I re-evaluate and return to the counter.

“I’ll take two new at the front.”

“Ok,” he says writing the order.

Relief. He doesn’t try to talk me out of my decision.

A new customer enters the shop. He too has a flat. “Replace all four,” the salesman advises. With in minutes the man is buying $600.00 tires.

The minute I see my two new, I know I made the right decison.

It’s a DIY Tire Decision.

And as for tread, so far so good.

Just curious, did you ever walk into a tire store and hear, “Your tire is covered by the guarantee. Please sit down, it will just take a minute to fix it.

I haven’t.

When I need to buy tires, it’s time for a DIY decision.

Whether it’s about tires or another purchase, have you got a DIY decision to share?