Out My Kitchen Window - Window Therapy

 

 

I took this picture a couple of full moons ago out my kitchen window. I have always wanted a window above my sink, and this is why. It is a form of therapy for me while I am doing the dishes. I never tire of looking out this window, but sometimes I get tired of washing the dishes. Looking out my window gives me a little perspective on the reason I am washing dishes in the first place. I end up grateful for every dish and for the food that we were blessed to receive. I give thanks and my heart softens towards all the mundane tasks of the day. 

First thing in the morning, I open the blinds to see what the day looks like, I put on a pot of tea and start washing whatever dishes are left over from the night before. It is usually just a few dishes from a late-night snack attack and maybe a few glasses. Sometimes, it is a sink full of dishes from a late dinner that I just couldn't bring myself to wash after a long day. By the time the dishes are all washed up my tea is ready, and I am also ready to start the day. 

I have a friend who doesn't mind doing the dishes, but she only cooks out of a box. She usually has laundry flowing out of her laundry room and into the hallway because she despises washing clothes. You can grow corn on top of another friend's furniture because she hates dusting. Funny how different we all are.

Dishes were never a big deal to me until I started cooking everything, and I mean everything from scratch. I wash dishes upwards of five or six times a day depending on what I am cooking, baking or preserving. Don't get me wrong, I don't hate doing the dishes, I just grow tired of doing them all the time. Whatever the reason, I am happiest when the dishes are done. 

Mrs. Smith