Sunday evening after I made dinner for Bobby (a very late 9:30 pm dinner) I was a little too tired for cleaning up and just wanted to relax a spell. Before long I fell sound to sleep in my recliner next to Bobby.

The next thing I knew, he was doing my dishes so I jumped up and asked him to please let me take care of my kitchen. He insisted that I go back to getting my beauty rest, so I had no other choice but to kick back and relax while he cleaned up.

Later that evening after the dishwasher had run, I smelled something burning. I checked around and kept blowing it off thinking it was someone burning something and dismissed it.

Yesterday morning while unloading the dishwasher this is what I found in the bottom.

I have no idea how my wooden spoon landed all the way down there with the heating coil but I’m just so thankful this was the only evidence I found from what I smelled the night before. Next time I smell something burning, I’ll be a little more detailed in my search.