Clean That HOT MESS (in the kitchen sink)

Saturday morning in the farmhouse is FULL clean day and….uh……..weeeeell….I’ve woken up to Friday Night’s sink full of dishes FOR THE LAST FLIPPIN’ TIME 😤😡🤬

Yeah, yeah, yeah, reminders, routines, checklists, consequences, all of it just means another big fat JOB FOR MOM. No thanks, I’m already spread TOO thin. Little baby mess-maker-in-the-making #7 has had chronic head colds for the last month and been super demanding, leaving me sitting on the couch cuddling, napping (post all nighters) and doing the nebulizer, diffuser, administering homeopathics, vitamin C regime, documenting…..seriously, I feel right back in early 2000, working in the labor and deliver department of Danbury Hospital; it’s a FULL TIME JOB. And it’s the only important job right now.

So what about that hot mess of dishes in the kitchen sink?

Weeeeeeell, all those checklists, routine, reward systems and yadi, yada are great for long term teaching but today it’s survival and an instant quick fix is needed sooooooo……..I’m letting you in on a little in house secret; when shit hits the fan and the house shows it, what can you do? Deal with? Nonchalantly sigh n say, “Sorry for the mess….(excuse, excuse, excuse)” to everyone who happens to stop in? NO WAY! I shouldn’t have to live in it, my poor hard working hubby shouldn’t have to come home to it, and my teens n capable kids don’t deserve to skate by with it so……..PLAN B (BUAHAHA) 😈

Pick a plate/bowl, glass/mug, and set of silverware for each person in your home and pack-up the rest n put it in the garage. 👏🏻😁

This time I’m extra P.O’ed (pissed-off for future reference) and I’m not even leaving them a glass/mug, merely a water bottle for each.

Nope, I am not joking I’m 💯 serious.

Why you a critic? It’s not like it’s going in the dumpster. It’s just in the garage. If you really need it again, you know where to find it.

Yes, yes, I have done this many, many times before and most of the time it’s so glorious that I shed a little tear when Armageddon ends and I have to go back to the garage and get it and pack it back into the kitchen again, wash it again, assign the dish duty job again. Life was so good when it was that simple.

Warning: DISCLAIMER: side effects are generally mild, hubby may question your sanity and need affirmation that your still on you best rocker, the kids do fight a little over who used their plate and scream at littler sibs who touch their mug, shouting, “You’re washing that, “Hey! Get your own cup,” or “That’s not yours, go wash your own.” And mom sits back and laughs to herself because, hey, at least she don’t have to do it. (Why do I refer to myself in the third person all the time 🤔hmm, I don’t know, people have been pointing it out. Weird. Oh. Well. Moving on.)

I promise the benefit FAR out ways the harm as the sink can only have a few pieces in it at a time, there is rarely a dishwasher to run or a dry rack to empty and put away and there is a WHOLE lot of washing dishes that get done without my having to assign it, nag peoples and remind them ten more times before it finally gets done and Saturday mornings are just a little bit sweeter.

This isn’t just for moms with a sick infant! Maybe it’s for one that just had surgery, is dealing with some sort of chronic illness, or maybe is going away for a short time and doesn’t want to come to what they will leave her with. Maybe your a working mom like me and you just can’t keep up with the many hours and the household simultaneously. There can be a MILLION good reason to employ this one, so keep it in your back pocket n give it a whirl when your life is in a tornado and you just can’t keep up and simplify the kitchen contents and your kitchen sink will be simplified too.

You’re welcome! 😈