This should really read: Why I tolerate doing the dishes. I don’t love it. I will never love it. But, now I can handle it.
Before having Ellen, I hateddddd doing the dishes. I loved to dirty the dishes by eating and cooking. That is the fun part. And, we had a rule (we still do, really): whoever cooks doesn’t have to clean up. Good rule, I know.
Anyway, now that Ellen is around, we can’t always keep that rule, and sometimes I get stuck doing the dishes while Mike does things like bathe the baby, spend quality time with her, pay the bills. Selfish.
When I got dish duty, I would moan and groan and sometimes pout; I’m sure you’re shocked.
Then, one day, I decided to read the book of Ecclesiastes. Just out of the blue. I was all, “Hm. I think I’m going to read the book of Ecclesiastes.”
You know what I got out of it? I realized that I was spending too much time looking forward to the next thing. I wanted to hurry up and finish the dumb dishes so I could sit and relax. I wanted to rush through Ellen’s bath so I could sit and relax. I wanted to finish the laundry so I could sit and relax.
And, in case you aren’t familiar with life, these types of things never go away. There is always something else to do when you are a wife, a mother or a human.
I figured that I was spending all of my day accomplishing tasks while wishing I was done so I could sit and relax and do…nothing, I guess.
I decided that I would start to be present in the moment I was in. I wouldn’t force myself to enjoy the monotony necessarily (because sometimes things are boring — like the dishes), but I would relax and be aware of where I was and what I was doing. It might sound silly, but my mantra is, “This is what I am doing right now.”
Now, when I find myself wishing I was somewhere else doing something else, I just remind myself, “This is what I am doing right now,” and it brings me back to where I am.
I’m not always very good at it, but I think I am enjoying my life more now instead of wishing time away.