Our dishwasher's broken. I'm actually quite happy about it in a funny sort of way. It's just a builder grade unit and has never quite cleaned anything. Last time we had it serviced, the repair guy referred to it as a "dish rinser"...it gets off the big chunks, but not much else. If you've eaten at my house in the last three years, don't worry...I didn't give you a dirty plate.
Not sure yet when we'll get it fixed, but I've decided I'm not in too much of a hurry. I informed Connor and Greyson this morning that the dishes would need to be done by hand. The looks on their faces was priceless. I honestly don't think they knew dishes COULD be washed by anything other than a dishwasher, let alone by hand!
Because I had some extra time this morning, I started washing the first load myself. I discovered something about myself in the process - I enjoy washing dishes by hand! Crazy hu? As I sipped my coffee with sudsy hands, I realized that the whole process caused me to slow down. Dare I say it was even a bit relaxing? Don't get me wrong. I enjoy all the wonderful modern day helps we have that make home keeping easier, but these same helps also give us the feeling we can accomplish more or cram more into our day. Doing things the old-fashioned way gave me time to think; to reflect and pray over a sink full of suds.
As I dried my hands and stepped back to admire the counter full of clean dishes, I decided that a broken dishwasher's not such a bad thing after all.
My kids however will probably disagree.
Not sure yet when we'll get it fixed, but I've decided I'm not in too much of a hurry. I informed Connor and Greyson this morning that the dishes would need to be done by hand. The looks on their faces was priceless. I honestly don't think they knew dishes COULD be washed by anything other than a dishwasher, let alone by hand!
Because I had some extra time this morning, I started washing the first load myself. I discovered something about myself in the process - I enjoy washing dishes by hand! Crazy hu? As I sipped my coffee with sudsy hands, I realized that the whole process caused me to slow down. Dare I say it was even a bit relaxing? Don't get me wrong. I enjoy all the wonderful modern day helps we have that make home keeping easier, but these same helps also give us the feeling we can accomplish more or cram more into our day. Doing things the old-fashioned way gave me time to think; to reflect and pray over a sink full of suds.
As I dried my hands and stepped back to admire the counter full of clean dishes, I decided that a broken dishwasher's not such a bad thing after all.
My kids however will probably disagree.
I can agree with you and follow your thinking on this one, the washer and dryer for clothes would be a whole other ball game though. I'd be thankful it was the dishwasher for those reasons :)
ReplyDeletehappy pruny hands season!
Hi Ang, Our dishwasher broke last May. The day our first born graduated from high school. We determined not to replace it until we could pay cash for one. We are still doing dishes by hand. It hasn't been to bad. It does allow for extra time to think and pray. I will admit I am looking forward to our tax return. Top of the wish list is an new dishwasher.:)
ReplyDeleteMichelle E. in Idaho
What a great perspective. Our dishwasher is near death and I may need to come back and read this for encouragement ;)
ReplyDelete:>Michelle
Hello :)
ReplyDeleteWashing dishes is like weeding..it takes time. You are able to watch what your doing ..and think...and blend the two together. I think of all my spiritual weeds as I weed the garden, and I think of how much I need a good spiritual wash when I wash the dishes.
Pressing buttons just doesnt compare to the real deal :)