This was a problem in one of my other relationships where conversations went like this:
Him: You don't do dishes.
Me: Nope.
Him: Never, you never do dishes.
Me: Nope.
Him: Why don't you EVER DO DISHES!!
Me: Cause I don't like to.
Him: YOU HATE ME AND YOU SPIT ON OUR RELATIONSHIP BECAUSE YOU DON'T DO DISHES. YOU DON'T EVER DO DISHES!!
Me: Nope.
Him: I'M GOING TO BLOW MY TOP YOU NON DOING DISHES BIATCH!!
Me: Look, how about we just go out and buy a dishwasher.
Him: You'd rather go out and buy a dishwasher then do your own dishes?!
Me: Yep.
Him: You'd rather we go out and buy some easily installable appliance that does many dishes at one time in a snap and probably gets them cleaner then dishes that we do by hand?
Me: Yep.
Him: You're ridiculous. That is just the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard in my entire life.
Me: Maybe YOU should do the dishes.
Him: Well, I don't like to do dishes.
We broke up a little after that fight, now that I think about it. For many years I would tell people "well my last relationship broke up because of dishes" and they would cock their head and wait for the story. I have always thought it was a bit odd, people breaking up over housework, but then I read an article in Working Mother Magazine (my mother's gift subscription to me as I am... a working mother) and this couple freely admitted that the one thing that saved their marriage was a... dishwasher.
Right now the state of our kitchen is disaster, complete and total toxic zone. It's gross.
And we have no dishwasher.
It has not caused the state of emergency that it COULD, and we've been both "meaning" to do the dishes every day (accept Baby, she apparently HATES dishes also and tends to sit in the kitchen doorway when we start doing dishes and SCREAM at the top of her lungs for us to pick her up) but it's hard and as the pile gets bigger and bigger it gets harder and harder.
Who has apartments without dishwashers? What are they crazy?! Have they invested in the local restaurants and figure it forces you to go out more because you are anticipating all the dishes you'd have to do if you did actually cook?
I'd be all for it, accept (see previous post) we be po'.
So today (and this is a true story) I packed up a box of my dishes, contemplated throwing them away (we be po'!) but instead brought them in to work, went to the staff kitchen and used the state of the art dishwasher. Seriously... loaded it up and now a good 1/2 of our once dirty dishes are SUPER clean (I put that shit on the Pots and Pans settings, we had plates starting to GROW STUFF).
I came to work... and did the dishes.
Him: Well that's just the most ridiculous thing EVER.
(And that's why we're not together any more).
Zee Plan...
I "plan" to post at least once a week now... maybe twice if you're lucky. I might post random stuff that doesn't matter sometimes, but we'll see.
POSTING DAYS ARE MONDAYS because most people spend their Monday's reading stuff on the internet any way.
*All statements subject to change without notice. No returns or exchanges. Not to be used as a flotation device. Do not pass go, do not collect 200 dollars.
POSTING DAYS ARE MONDAYS because most people spend their Monday's reading stuff on the internet any way.
*All statements subject to change without notice. No returns or exchanges. Not to be used as a flotation device. Do not pass go, do not collect 200 dollars.
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