in the sink.
usually though speediness wins out and the ease of the dishwasher just makes sense in our busy days.
today though, with the kids in quiet time, i ran the water and sunk my hands into the soapy bubbles. and relaxed.
there is something that is so therapeutic about the process for me. the hot water. the way it reminds me of being a kid, watching my mom at the sink. the satisfaction of seeing the immediate results of my work. how it feels like a throwback to a time without the convenience of well, everything.
it feels simple. i feel good when I do it.
and that is better than the incessant moaning of the dishwasher any day.
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