For a house with only two people in it, handwashing the dishes honestly is far less work than rinsing (pre-washing) the dishes, loading the dishwasher, wheeling the dishwasher over to the sink (no, we don't have a built-in. Our kitchen is circa 1935 - I'm lucky I'm not using the term "icebox" literally), hooking it up, wheeling it back, unloading the clean dishes and then starting it all over again with the dirty dishes that had somehow managed to collect in the sink. Believe me, the whole dishwasher full of clean dishes, sink full of dirty dishes cycle was a neverending source of housewifey angst. Add in the fact that the hippies (who seem determined to ruin everydamnthing in the modern world) have taken the most of usefulness out of dishwasher detergent and you can see why I've convinced Mike that we need to get rid of our dishwasher. (anybody want to buy a dishwasher?)
It's crazy, I know. It's like we're regressing back to the stone age or something. No television and now no dishwasher, either. Stop me when I start dragging my laundry down to beat against the rocks on the banks of the Chagrin River.