This post's sole purpose to release a bit of tension. This week has been extremely busy, and it isn't showing signs of letting up any time soon. Numerous things are ruining my mood (a post on that later), but this is something that keeps occurring...
This weekend while babysitting I saw a sign in the bathroom very similar to this one:
("Changing the toilet paper roll does not cause brain damage.")
I love it.
I want my own - not for changing the toilet paper roll. For emptying the dishwasher.
We fill it over the course of a week. I run it. Two days later, it still sits, filled with clean dishes. My dirty dishes remain the sink, rinsed and ready to be loaded, crying out for a new home in the walls of the sweet dish washing machine.
Dirty dishes in the sink cause me to stress out. To get gray hair. To lose sleep. To have silent moments of panic and anger. (Maybe I'm exaggerating a bit.)
I have been home very little this week and haven't had time to empty the lovely dishwasher...and I wish it would get emptied. I really do.
I'm tired of emptying it. I do it 95% of the time. That's a lot of percent.
I really need a sign that says this:
"Emptying the dishwasher will not cause brain damage."
That's all for now.