Dishes and the kitchen sink

View from kitchen sink . . .only a month or so away!

View from kitchen sink . . .only a month or so away!

We got rid of the dishwasher a few years ago. A friend of mine was anti-dryer and anti-dishwasher. The idea rubbed up against my pioneer worship issues and started making music. The husband put his foot down about the dryer. (I was welcome to hang clothes out all winter for the rest of our lives, but the dryer had to stay he said.) I won on the removal of the dishwasher.

He was right about the dryer. There are months I don’t have the emotional energy to hang clothes. I like doing clothes where it’s warm and toasty, even though the flick of that little dryer start button sends most of Hydro One (local power monopoly) and their extended families to University with our monthly contributions. Our support of Ontario’s economy via the energy sector is no doubt appreciated.

And I was right about the dishwasher. Loading a dishwasher, unloading a dishwasher . . . it’s nothing but rinsing and stacking and irritations about which way the silverware point. Dishes is life with background music. Kid’s doing homework, practicing their instruments, creating plays, and bar room brawls without the drinking. Done together, dishes are the best conversation of any day. Alone, dishes the day’s best thinking. Water, soap, and the things we eat from being taken care of, handled gently, and put away for another day.

I don’t know what I think of renewing wedding vows. I can’t see ever doing it. I think I do it most every day four or five times. These are our dishes, these are our counters. This is our home and we’re taking care of it. It matters because you do, and they do, and I do. Amen.

Not perfection. Not every speck in every corner of the house pristine. Laundry, by edict of God, has never once been finished. Any time you think you’ve done it, is only because you didn’t get low enough to find the dirty underwear under the bed, or think smart enough to find the dirty socks in the sandbox. But stray forks can be done up in seconds. Dishes can be finished –  at least for a few hours.

In winter, the yellow gloves come out to save your cracking hands. Spring finds the window looking out on new lambs. Lilacs. Apple blossoms. Wildflowers. Sagging clotheslines. Browning grass and trees. Bare wood. Snow. Repeat. Perhaps if there wasn’t a window over the sink, I’d feel differently, but I don’t think so.

In another life, around kitchen sinks, my mother and I laughed and solved the world’s problems. Here’s to hoping she looks down now and again to see the really good stuff, like Girl two pleased as can be when I put dishes on her job list. Standing on a chair to dry and climbing up the cupboards to put away a bowl if I’m not looking.

5 Comments to Dishes and the kitchen sink

  1. Leslie Lynch says:

    Our dishwasher broke, oh, maybe 28 years ago. We went without fixing it for the next five or six, then fixed it so we could sell the house. The one in the new house blew its gasket within days, and we transitioned it into a spare pantry (canned goods fit really well in many of those slots!) or for use as an extra cupboard.

    We traveled, and visited family, and watched as an amazing amount of time and resources got wasted in 1) rinsing the dishes within an inch of their life before loading them in the dishwasher, and 2) bickering over the best way to cram everything in. And they still had to do the pots and pans by hand. I could’ve finished everything by hand in the time it took them to rinse/bicker/load the washer. Then it made noise for the next hour and impacted after-dinner conversation. I couldn’t see the advantage then, and still can’t.

    Our current house got a kitchen remodel a few years ago, and we created a space for a dishwasher that can easily be plumbed for one, but I still wash our dishes by hand. Sometimes it’s the only peaceful time of the day I get, and sometimes it’s a time of companionship and conversation. I wouldn’t give it up. Glad to see there is at least one other person on the planet who understands!!!

  2. Leslie Lynch says:

    I just remembered the most excitement I ever had while washing dishes! I was looking out the window (which does add oodles of value to the activity) and noticed smoke coming from a house in the neighborhood. We called 9-1-1 and ran down to see if anyone was inside (they weren’t), and the firemen arrived in short order and put out the fire.

    Then I finished the dishes. 😉

  3. Abby Savoie says:

    I love how you live and view life!

  4. Dale Sipple says:

    My cousin and I as teenagers had so much fun singing and talking about boys; we could take 2 hours to finish!
    ,What a gift. What a blessing funny truths full of life. Thanks. This daily delightful slice of life would make a good book. Love it!