While that may sound surprising, it’s totally true. As I mentioned in the previous post, ASoG does most of the cooking in our apartment. This is our primary arrangement because she likes to cook, and is certainly the more experienced of the two of us. To be fair, I started off our marriage by volunteering to be the official dish washer and dryer (our apartment does not have any dish washing apparatus). While ASoG does often help by partnering up with me to do the drying, as well as doing dishes herself if I’m not around, or simply because she is ever so nice and does it in a sneaky fashion before I get a chance to, I honestly enjoy standing there getting our plates, bowls, cups, and cutlery spotless and clean.
I’m not sure what I like so much about this particular chore, considering I’ve heard complaints from almost everyone I know about having to do the dishes, whether that means newly married male friends or single people of both genders pitching in around the house. For me, the task is somewhat meditative in nature. As long as I can turn on our iHome and get some fast Jewish music pumping, I’m ready to go.
I’m always experimenting with slightly different variations of how to clean the dishes, whether putting soap on the scrubber/sponge, or sometimes adding the soap to a dish and creating sudsy water that I spread around the other dishes. One cool thing I figured out was to put soap in a cup, fill it with hot water, and allow it to overflow into a nearby cup/bowl, spreading the soapy cleaning solution to multiple items.
Anyway, call me weird if you’d like (I’m more than expecting it in the comments), but washing dishes is actually, dare I say it... fun.