I hate them. What I hate the most is when you get the kitchen looking fantastic only to ruin it for the next meal. Doing the dishes can feel like such an accomplishment when the kitchen gets away from you, but the feeling is fleeting. Bummer...
Tonight was one of those nights. The kitchen was a disaster. We've been cooking at home so much more these days in an effort to save money and eat healthier. And while those two goals are being met, it does create a mess in the kitchen. So I must admit it got so bad that we actually ordered out for dinner so we didn't add to the problem. I must admit I am a dish washing hater.
Yet, here I sit feeling a bit smug that my kitchen is back in order. The counters aren't clear of all clutter, but sometimes I feel that putting the salt away is the same as making your bed when you get up in the morning: what's the point, it'll be back the way it was the next day.
Maybe I should start making our bed. It does look nicer when everything is in its place...but coming down to earth, I remind myself that I'm a woman in a two-income house, mother of two very young children, and the owner of three dogs...sheesh!
What was I thinking...I need a maid.
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