My Honey Is Dishy

Ok I must admit this is a tiny little rant. But isn’t that what a blog is for? But like a plastic CD case unhinged, that’s not what it is always used for. (I use my unhinged CD case for scraping the ice off my windshield in the winter! Upcycle THIS!)

I realize that my man is riddled with various things that tire him out and make him hurt everywhere. The Lyme disease, the osteonecrosis, head pains, hip pains, joint pains, Everything o’clock pains. Sometimes worse than others. He also sweats like nobody’s business when he does the dishes on a hot summer night. So I figure I’d help out and maybe do a few dinner dishes for him to help out. But no….my method of stacking DIRTY dishes in the sink is pretty suckish compared to Honey’s standards. He likes to stack his dishes in the order that he will wash them so that they will fit neatly into the dish rack.

I’m all who cares! Who cares if I wash the bowl then dish then bigger bowl and cup and dish again? It means YOU DIDN’T HAVE TO! Just my thought. Of course as I write this, my honey is talking to the television sports announcers. So my path of thought has turned into a lawnmower gone rogue and is off into the bushes somewhere when once it had a clear plan to go by.

What I’ve discovered is that his petty perfectionism means simply this: I don’t have to do dishes.

Rehab

Does anyone else have this sort of system?

Something 'weird' or gross happens with your dishes and you have to set them aside for 'extra' washing or attention? Like for a month? This is what I call rehabbing my dishes.

We have a lovely rehab program here at OCD Camp Shades. Dishes usually show up with moldy food or other disaster, and due to the fact that I can't stand waste (as in throwing these things out), I have to rehab them and gently bring them back into the wild.

That is my current group of patients up there.

I can tell you what happened with each of them. The white plate accidentally got caught up in it. A vigilante. An Angel saving other dishes from the trash and the fertile mind of mine that sees germs currently unknown to science on them. It only serves as a holding base for the rest of them.

The clear pyrex bowl is a victim of lentils hanging out in it for a good number of days (probably close to 14 of them) outside of the fridge. With curry. I'm afraid of lentils and legumes when they are out of the fridge. They do weird things, things with gas. I don't know what they are emitting but to me it has to be hazardous.

The tipped over plastic spongebob cup is from about a month ago when Humanling was sick and used this cup.

The mini glass with spoon in it was found under my bed, about 2 months after use. I think there was soda in the glass and the spoon was found suspiciously close to an old jello pudding cup after Humanling's boxing round with a seizure. She had a migraine on that weekend and I was happy she'd eat anything at all and probably lost the spoon and pudding cup in the excitement.

Last but not least, I could really use that lid. I have one lid in use now and would love to have the other one available. However, with my old kitchen set up, there was a catch all for things that fell off my stove that wasn't convenient to pick those things back up from. A month ago or so, after about five months of things falling back there, I finally pulled them all out....including this lid. It may have had a spot of food on it but I'm not sure. It looked like bird poop (one of my top five fears) but that is just the powerful negative part of my imagination, trying to mess with my strong positive side.

Rehab conditions usually go like this:

Item has been sitting around in a Putrid state.

Master of Rehab Program finally stops ignoring item and rinses it out then places it next to the sink with water and soap in it.

After an undetermined amount of time, item is rewashed (always with paper towels and soap).

Item is finally trusted to go into the sink amongst the active population that is in circulation.

Item is washed day after day with paper towel until the program director finally decides it is now a harmless citizen and throws it into the dishwasher with the active population.

From there the item never leaves the ride, but stays on for multiple rounds in the dishwasher as new loads are activated.

Item finally goes off the sabbatical and is reunited within the cabinets, ready for use!

Easy!

Anyone else have some nutty system they want to admit to?