There are things I could be doing in my house that would make life easier, I know. I could do laundry more often (and actually put the clean things away rather than live out of baskets for the rest of the week). I could get tomorrow’s clothes for work together the night before. I could pack lunches for the following day, prepare dinner a few days ahead. I know these things and yet, I don’t do any of them regularly.
I’m changing that.
This is the usual state of the kitchen sink.
We have no dishwasher (other than our hands). But for the last week or so, I have been determined to keep the sink empty. I’m doing a pretty good job at it, too. I’ve given the girls more dish washing responsibility and that’s working out as well. No win is too small to go unmentioned. This is big for me, doing something I set out to do, sticking with it, acknowledging that it makes life easier.
I’ve given y’all fluff for the past few days primarily because I cannot think. I’m still reeling from the amount of pain wreaked upon my body from skating last weekend. Tonight has me on edge waiting for poll results. So, at some point in this week I’ll have something real to talk about. In the meantime, I washed the dishes.