Nor is it particularly spiffy in design.
But it functions.
And it is ours.
Yes, it is the dishwasher of which I speak. E grew up with one that functioned intermittently. I've never had one until now and needed lessons on how to use it. What a joy. The sound is so comforting – the sound of something being handled FOR YOU. I would hug it if the cabinet weren't in the way.
Sigh. E's still my number one, but my dishwasher is quickly becoming a beloved friend.
Overstating? Probably. Concerned about that? Nope.