Apron!

I’ve never really been much of a chore person.  And the chore that I’ve always despised? Dishes!  Last year, living alone, I would let the dishes pile up all week and then grudginly clean them on Saturday because I had no plates or bowls left!  Whenever Kyle came to visit he always found a stack of dishes piled high in the sink just waiting for his scrubbing power.   I know, it really wasn’t fair…but that’s how much I hated doing dishes.

This year, I made a resolution, “I am going to do dishes this year.”  The first week, I found myself saying, “Hey, this isn’t actually too bad if I do it on a daily basis.”  But still, I was bothered. Pressing up against the sink scrubbind and rinsing the dishes clean I always got my clothes all wet. It seemed that water from the sink would purposefully jump out an attack me!  Frustrated that dish completion meant that I would have to change my outfit for the day, I decided that action needed to be taken.  An apron was ordered.

“What in the world?” Kyle said when it arrived and I spun around the kitchen modeling it for him.

“I know, it’s super cheesy,” I replied, “but because it’s so cheesy and silly it makes me laugh every time I put it on.”

“Well, if you’re smiling while you’re doing dishes, then go ahead I guess,” Kyle conceeded.

So now, I not only do dishes, I do them with a smile on my face.