What’s the household task you most dislike doing? Why do you think that is — is it the task itself, or something more?
The dishes are always there and they will never go away. As soon as you finish doing the dishes, it never fails that someone comes along with a plate or a sippy cup that they forgot about until you emptied the sink.
I really began to detest the dishes after I had my first child. I was just overwhelmed with a new baby and all of the housework. My ex wasn’t much help. He liked a clean house but he also liked doing whatever he wanted to do whenever he wanted to do it.
For example, there weren’t any more clean bottles and he couldn’t be bothered to run the dishwasher. I think there was a football game on and God forbid that he should have to get up and put soap in it and start it.
So I started the dishwasher, even though I was really, really busy with every other thing in the entire world – mostly very important baby things (That might be an exaggeration but that’s what it felt like.) At this point, my brain exploded but it came out as a hormonal temper tantrum. Post-partum is a drag.
Yeah, we had a dishwasher. The excuse for not doing dishes was “But football.”
A few years later, he commented that “I can’t believe that you’re doing the dishes.” Then I had another brain explosion. I’m pretty sure that was the chore of doing the dishes was the straw that broke the marriages back. Not really, but it sure didn’t help.
These days I do the dishes. It’s not a big deal. There aren’t any power struggles with my boyfriend over who is going to do what. We just do whatever needs to be done, except that he definitely mows the lawn.
So anyway, I have to go do dishes now. By hand. I miss the dishwasher so much.
Links:
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/those-dishes-wont-do-themselves-unfortunately/
https://myauthoritis.wordpress.com/2014/02/06/isnt-there-an-app-for-that/
Household task? wicked funny question.
Daily Post: Those Dishes Won’t Do Themselves (Unfortunately)
Dishes = bane of the existence of any mom with any number of kids. I had my worst meltdown ever when I had two infants – one three months and one 15 months – and came upon a dozen plastic cups, which did not fit into the dishwasher and had to be washed by hand. Just started crying. My husband had no idea what to do.
So glad it wasn’t just me.
If I didn’t have a dishwasher I would hate doing dishes. But I don’t mind loading it. And my granddaughter unloads it. Them’s the rules! Just dashing through on the A to Z Road Trip. Hope to see you again
hello destino its dennis the vizsla dog oh hay wow i did not no that abowt the brains eksploding!!! my dada must hav dodjd a bullet wen the dishwasher wuz broken for ayteen munths and he wuz dooing the dishes evry nite!!! he shud hav just put them on the floor i wood hav likd them kleen for him!!! ha ha ok bye