I often say that I think I would be less stressed out if we had a dishwasher in our tiny Eugene apartment. When the kitchen is the first thing you see when you walk in, and there are constantly dirty dishes in the sink or pots on the stove or even clean dishes in the rack, it constantly feels cluttered - regardless of the state of the rest of the apartment. That gives me a bit of anxiety. I hate feeling cluttered. But when the kitchen is clean I don't even mind when the girls' toys are sprawled out on the living room floor. For some reason, that doesn't feel as messy when the kitchen is clean. But I can't seem to ever have the kitchen completely clean - there are always dishes that either need to be done or need to be put away. The minute I put the clean ones away, there are more dirty ones to be done. It is endless.
This summer we have a dishwasher in our Brookings apartment. And oh. my. word. It is heaven. It takes two seconds to rinse dirty dishes and get them into the dishwasher and then ... it's clean! They're out of the way! And we get this joy for two whole months!
Now I just need to figure out how to come down off of being spoiled when we get back to Eugene and go back to the dishwasher known as "me".
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