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Change Six – Get Better At the Dishes

Despite what you might expect, this isn’t simply about doing the dishes. I actually do wash the dishes, after each meal, even. (And Sarah does the cooking. It’s part of this whole division of labour thing I got roped into.) The problem is that I’m not a real attention-to-details kind of guy. I don’t half-ass it, but I’ve been known to three-quarter-ass it on occasion. Which means I’m not also so good at getting all the crud off the dishes. I swear that I don’t know that I’m doing it when I’m doing it. I don’t see that half brick of cheese caked on to the plate. I overlook that chunky bit of whatever that gets trapped in the bottom of the glass. I’ll let Sarah correct my if I’m overstating these stats here, but I think that five dishes out of six come out okay, but that sixth dish always seems to end up with shmeng on it--which I don’t see until it’s been on the drying rack for half a day.

And this isn’t a new phenomenon. I remember Brady pointing this out to me a couple dozen times. “Dude, when you wash the dishes they’re actually supposed to be clean when you’re done.” After bugging me about it about it for about a year, he just sort of resigned himself to the fact that nothing would change. We’d be in the kitchen, he’d pick up a plate and say “that’s a Dave dish right there” as he flaked off some crust with his fingernail. Then we’d just keep doing what we where doing.

So here, officially, I pledge to do a better job.

Comments

Beth said…
You have me beat at "I actually do wash the dishes."

Also, you could buy a dishwasher and then be done without.

This reminds of the joke: "What does Sarah do when the dishwasher stops working?" ... "Slap him."

I'm here all week folks, enjoy the soy protein veal substitute.
Rebecca said…
Beth - I now have tea on my keyboard because of that joke. Thanks!

Dave - no doubt Sarah will be holding you to this change.
Sarah said…
Beth - we do have a diswasher. It is an old school water-waster that came with the house. It just doesn't get used much with two people. And it isn't great for pots and pans.

Dave - you have NEVER mentioned that Brady story before. I am at the same point as Brady, though...flaking the crap off the dishes.

Also - for that sake of accuracy: it is probably at the point where 2/3 of the dishes are ok.
Dave said…
I love you too, baby.
Leanne said…
NASTY. I will pre wash when I come visit. Or bring my own. Oh wait. My dish washing skills are below par aswell. Derek is the king washer. However, it only happens once every full moon.

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