Saturday, December 13, 2014

Washing.

Washing the dishes may be one of the world's worst, privileged children's household chores that it has ever been my misfortune to do. As a female, obviously I don't want to stick my hands in the piping hot water (because "it has to be hot to be clean") just so that my pretty, and already highly chippable nail polish can come right off. It ruins my whole mood. After having a great dinner with fantastic food and good conversation and all of a sudden you remember that the dishes have to be done, by you - is a fatal feeling. My entire vibe comes crashing down before I even pick up the rag and soap. It is beyond petty to be complaining about is at all but come on, it is so annoying! My kids will definitely be washing dishes just like their old lady did because it just would not be fair for me to endure this without ensuring that someone else will one day feel my pain. I think my mom is convinced that washing dishes builds character. I am not yet a convert to that theory but my kids will wash them anyway.

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