If it is actually possible to be in love with a kitchen appliance, I LOVE my new dishwasher.
When we bought our model house, it came with kitchen appliances. Although most of them are still holding steady, our old dishwasher was the bane of my existence from almost the very beginning. First, it was so loud that trying to hold a conversation in the kitchen was like trying to talk while in the near vicinity of a freight train. Second, the door to the dishwasher kept breaking down every so often. Pieces of plastic would break off the vent mounted on the door. The hinge would break. The screws holding the inside of the door to the outer frame would pop out. You get the picture.
Finally, after yet another screw popped out, we broke down and decided to get a new one.
When we first went looking, I thought all you needed to know was the size of the dishwasher. WRONG.
You need to be aware of how your old one is anchored under your countertop and need to make sure your new one can be anchored in a similar fashion. You also can be surprised, as I was, at how your power is coming into your dishwasher. In my situation, the power source and its physical configuration was a potential barrier to fitting my new dishwasher into the old space, something I didn't know until the installer pulled out the old one.
And for Pewaukee, I'm not sure about Brookfield, you need to pay for a PERMIT to change out your dishwasher!
But all the problems in buying it and having it installed (my experience with Lowe's in Tosa is fodder for another blog) have been worth it.
We bought a Bosch dishwasher. Now, I will kid you not, a Bosch does not run cheap. And because I was going all out, we got the one with all the bells and whistles, including the hidden childlock.
But it is so quiet, you honestly almost forget it's running. It purrs like a kitten.
You know you're getting older when the almost silent running of your new dishwasher is the highpoint of your summer.