I was contemplating what life-altering experience to write about today.
- The plate Joseph shattered into a thousand pieces yesterday?
- The indoor swimming pool Jacob created by turning on the faucet in the bathroom while using his hand to create a sprinkler that soaked all four walls?
- The four sobbing, screaming children we yelled a family prayer over last night before bed?
- The maple syrup the boys got into while I was in the shower? Leaving a trail of sticky destruction from the pool on the counter that dripped down the side of the counter and all over the floor?
Never ceases to amaze me how innocent they manage to look sometimes.
But this blog talks about important stuff like that all the time!
Seriously, if you've never read THIS, you're missing out on a life-changing experience. Trust me.
But today, it's all about something I have a love/hate relationship with.
My dishwasher. I can sense the excitement rippling through the crowd.
Well, it's a piece of junk. It really, is. It doesn't clean very well, even after I pre-scrub the dishes, and they are ALWAYS dripping wet, much like the bathroom walls around here, even though it's always on "heated dry".
That being said, I still lovingly pet it, whisper sweet nothings to it because I would rather have a bad dishwasher than none at all. Been there, done that for many years with multiple children.
ANYWAY, a few weeks ago, my husband loaded a few dishes into the dishwasher. This in and of itself is blog-worthy since it is such a rare occurrence. But the next day, it was time to fill it up.
As I opened the door, I was mortified at what I beheld! Dishes were just randomly thrown into it like it was of no importance where they landed! Oh, the HORROR of it all! I immediately set about righting this great wrong.
Then I stopped, stared, and burst out laughing. Seriously?
Every dish has to be organized by color and size or I go crazy! I even manage to catch myself re-arranging the dirty dishes just so they can be perfectly organized.
My life would be a big fat mess unless I organized my dishwasher. Wait....
Well, at least it makes it easy to put dishes away!
What freaky thing do you find yourself doing! Come, share! We won't laugh!
Okay, maybe just a little....