Remember when I moved and I complained a few times about having to wash dishes in this house.
It was more like 10 times?
Well, who's counting.
Yes, when we moved into this house I was not looking forward to washing dishes. I had to wash dishes our first year of marriage and I hated it...HaTeD it. I hated it so much that the first question I ask any time we have looked at a different rental home is, "Does it have a dishwasher!?!"
Surprisingly though, washing dishes hasn't really been that bad. I would not go so far as to say I "enjoy" it, but it's not that bad.
Originally, I planned on using all paper products, but I loOoOoOove dishes and eating off of pretty plates. The work is worth it to me. I try not to let the dishes pile up, and then it's not so overwhelming.
Since I spend so much time at my sink, I decided to pretty it up a bit. First, I put some daffodils in my milk of magnesia bottles from last year.
Then I labeled some soap dispensers from the Dollar Tree. I think Shad is going to have an intervention for my labeling addiction soon. Yesterday, I labeled the trash can (not even kidding).
These little touches really brighten up the whole dish washing experience.
Oh! I almost forgot the best part of washing dishes, my view. I had such an amazing view at the old house, but this view is great too.
With a view like that, who could hate washing dishes?