There are some days that I'm convinced this will be all I see for the rest of my life.
And it didn't even end with the sink...
Nope, it spilled over onto the stove.
(This is a testament to how small our kitchen is.)
Gross.
But not only is it that, it's like a chronic disease--as soon as I motivate myself to clean ALL the dishes, I get this overwhelming desire to cook or bake something. After all, the dishes are clean, so what harm could it do?
If only you knew, my friends.
Here's to dreaming about the day when I'm not the dishwasher in my house.
Yeah, Blue will do it.
ReplyDeleteNow THAT is wishful thinking. :)
ReplyDeleteI know EXACTLY what you mean! I no sooner get the mess cleaned up than I see a wonderful place to create and cook!
ReplyDeleteThe same things happens with kids' messes. A newly picked up floor is a magnet for spreading out with a new load of toys.
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