The Ghost in the Kitchen

While I enjoy cooking – I do NOT enjoy the thing that comes after the meal’s been enjoyed: CLEANING UP.  I hate doing dishes. There’s no real mystery why:

[CUE FLASHBACK MUSIC AND VIDEO EFFECT. FADE UP ON A TEEN GIRL’S BEDROOM SEVERAL DECADES AGO (never you mind how many). GIRL IS IN A DEEP SLEEP, CURLED UP WITH HER STUFFED ANIMALS WHEN ALL OF A SUDDEN: ]

MOM: “I TOLD you, if there was another dirty dish in the cabinet you’d wash ALL of the dishes in the kitchen – GET UP!”

After jumping to attention, teen practically sleepwalks down the stairs to kitchen. What she sees clearly wakes her: All of the pots, pans, Tupperware, silverware, glasses, cups and dishes are piled on the counter and table tops…

[BACK TO PRESENT DAY… SHIVER]

 

I had to wash, dry and put them all away – on a school night!  My Mom was, by no means, a tyrant; she was just tired of finding guck caked on items that were supposed to be clean.  Believe me when I tell you: I got the message.

That event triggered 2 conflicting issues for me:

  1. I HATE doing the dishes
  2. I’d rather do the dishes than to get grossed out by finding dirty “clean” dishes

But my boys have to learn how to do the dishes. They are 12 and 9 1/2, (the half's very important),and they need to add dish-washing to their skill set. Aside from teaching them self-sufficiency (I'd hate for them to like a woman because they are impressed with her kitchen-cleaning skills), it'd ease the housework burden a smidge and they'd learn to appreciate the value of not grabbing a new glass every time they pull something out of the fridge.

Yeah, I know it has to happen... So far, they're in charge of loading and emptying the dishwasher.

[ANOTHER FLASHBACK: MIDDAY IN A WOOD-PANELED KITCHEN A TEEN GIRL IS DRYING AND PUTTING AWAY THE DISHES SHE JUST WASHED]

GIRL:  “Mom, why can’t we get an automatic dishwasher”

MOM: “We have one”

GIRL:  “We do?”

MOM: “Yes. You.”

[BACK TO PRESENT DAY]

No… I haven’t taught my sons how to wash dishes yet, because I’m still working through some things…

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