I have been washing a lot of dishes lately. I don't mind doing it at all. I am making an effort to not use my dishwasher quite as much as I had been. It had gotten to the point where I was running it once a day. While there's nothing wrong with that, it is not helping my energy costs. So, I have taken to mostly handwashing things after meals or any kind of cooking.
I have talked about it before, but washing dishes holds many good memories for me. I had some great conversations with people while sharing the duty of washing dishes. Grandmother didn't have a dishwasher at all, so we always washed the dishes there. I loved helping out as a child. It made me feel grown up to help with that responsibility. And once I really got interested in family history, many questions were asked and many stories were told while we washed dishes together. Almost every family home I visited growing up, I would help wash dishes at one point or another.
I also love that there's a window above the sink. I think that needs to be a requirement for all kitchen sinks. There's nothing like looking out the window at the beauty of life while I wash dishes. Today, my window faces Lois's house, so I get to look out at her flowers and the squirrels running around. It's calming to me. We had a window over the sink in our kitchen when I was growing up and I fondly remember being out in the backyard and seeing Mom in the kitchen through the window. She was always watching over us through that window. So, when I look out my own window, I feel like she's with me.
Honestly, there's just something about washing dishes that relaxes me and calms me. Whether or not it actually makes a difference with my energy costs, the immediate effects and sense of accomplishment after it's done is all I need.
That is all.
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