Two days ago, before the idea of this experiment entered my mind;
my 7 year old (M) had poured herself some juice and replaced it in the fridge.
Normally this is nothing to note, however she hadn’t quite gotten the cap on
correctly, and stored it on its side. That
night, I open the fridge while attempting to prepare dinner and find a lake of
juice pooled under my crisper drawers.
After some dish towels, a quick talk, and some quicker clean
up, all is well. Husband (V) brought me a basin in which we placed the dripping
towels and I continued with dinner prep.
Last night, dinner once again falls to me, only this time
there’s a basin of wet, juicy towels in my kitchen sink. And of course I’m making spaghetti. This is
when the light bulb goes off. Why are these towels still here? Did no one else
in the house walk into the kitchen and think “Maybe these towels should be
washed.” I decide then and there to
leave them alone. I quickly empty a sink for draining pasta and leave the basin
where it is; in the other sink. I’m sure
you’re thinking by this point, “That’s gross!”
Yes, yes it is. But is it only up to me to maintain order and
cleanliness in this house of 5? I think not.
Spaghetti is made, dinner is served, family is satiated and the basin remains.
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