Our day started this morning at 6:30 at the ball park. I wish I could get a hold of the person who scheduled the softball games for today. One at 8 a.m. The next at 3:30 p.m. Luckily, we live about 15 minutes away, so we can come home for the few hours in between games.
I decided to put the time to good use and immediately got home, made a cup of coffee and sank into a soft, comfy chair on the back porch, propping my feet up and enjoying the sun. After half an hour of kabitzing with Joe and Luke, I decided I'd better do something constructive, so I unloaded the dishwasher.
I hate my dishwasher. I hate that I have to inspect every glass and put half of them in the sink to be washed by hand. I hate that the silverware tray is on the door which means it lies flat to load it and I have to throw the knives and forks in sideways. I hate that the utensils never look clean. Truth be told, I don't like dishwashers and for years washed all of our dishes by hand. Now, as busy as our family is, it is such a convenience and I can't imagine what the kitchen sink would look like without a place to 'store' dirty dishes.
But, this morning I contemplated pulling the whole thing out and leaving it on the curb for the garbage man. And using the empty space for recycling. Or a place to put the dog bowls. Or a place to hide from burglers. Of course, I could just duct tape the door closed and throw out all of our dishes, replacing them with paper plates. Or. . . I could bite the bullet and go buy a new one, hoping the washing machine doesn't catch wind of it and decide to lay down and die. Right now, the washer is in the throes of what sounds like a near death experience and I just know it's contemplating how to make a dramatic exit from this world.
What to do, what to do. I couldn't decide, so instead I sat down to write a blog post, to get my mind off of it. And it's been so long since I've written a post, I wanted to come up with something profound, witty and pertinent to this stage of my life. But this is all I've got. Yet another post about my 'exciting life' and a sinkful of dirty glasses>:(