You know, sometimes there are some seriously crappy sides to being a bachelor. Like having a sink full of rotten yuck.
I’m rather OCD when it comes to the dishes I use for eating. Because of that, I have a hard time eating off of anything that’s not disposable (oh great, I can already see the faint glow of the environmentalists and torches and pitchforks). Paper plates. Paper cups. Plastic picnic-ware.
Besides my OCDness factoring into things, I just hate doing dishes. Now, I know hate is a strong word. That’s why I used it. In fact, maybe hate’s not a strong enough word.
So, considering those two factors, what usually happens at this bachelor pad is this…
1) Noah or Dad have to use a real dish for some reason.
2) Noah or Dad puts their real dish in the sink.
3) Dad looks at the dish in the sink and thinks, no use doing the dishes when there’s only one dish.
4) Noah or dad have to use a real dish for some reason.
5) Noah or Dad puts their real dish in the sink.
6) Dad looks at the two dishes in the sink and thinks, no use doing the dishes when there’s only two dishes.
7) Noah or Dad have to use a real dish for some reason, this time involving milk (or some other disgustingness).
8) Noah or Dad puts their real dish in the sink with milk still in it.
9) Dad looks at the dishes in the sink and thinks, no use doing the dishes when there’s only twenty dishes.
10) Noah or Dad notice a funny smell filling the entire house.
11) Dad lights candles all over to get rid of the smell, still too stubborn to do the dishes.
12) The candles burn down to nothing and the house still stinks. Only it’s gotten a lot worse.
13) Dad looks at the dishes in the sink and thinks, it’s probably the dirty dishes that are stinking.
14) Dad pokes around in the sink and a giant whiff of something horrible knocks him out cold.
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This was absolutely hilarious! But on a more serious note? Just buy a dishwasher and run it every night. Presto change-o! Clean dishes with no effort. Or teach Noah how to wash dishes.
Way to be sexist! Lol, totally kidding, but seriously, dishes suck... And I'm most definitely a lady. Currently a single lady as the hubby is away for the air force. When we are blessed to be together though, he does the dishes in return for me doing everything else. Currently I'm on vacation, seriously hoping that the pile of dishes I left in the sink before I left dont smell when I get home, thanks for the guilt trip! Haha... >.<
Apparently, you missed something when you wrote your book. Real Dads do dishes and other chores and teach their children to do them too. It's called responsibility--learning to do things even if we don't enjoy doing them.
Part of my evening ritual: Clean the kitchen completely. Do the dishes, clean sink, get rid of everything lying around. If it doesn't belong in the cupboard, it has to leave the kitchen. NOTHING stays on the counters. Quick round through the Big Playing Room (living room). Then bed time. There is something to waking up to a clean house...
Everyone has their thing! Mine is mopping. Blah. Sweeping -fine. I lived with my grandmother for years and she always told me, "It'll only take 10 minutes to do the dishes every night." That really stuck with me and dang near every night I get (most of them) done -if the dishwasher and rack are full I'm done!
Sink sprayer.#1 Dish washer#2Don't forget to add detergent.#3Load#Start cycle.#4Unload#5Tell your kids to remind you ,they just might 50 times or so.
You know, I kinda hate the implication here that if you weren't a bachlor, you wouldn't have to do dishes [because clearly the wife would do those]. I'm a woman and I hate doing dishes just as much as you do. I'm just saying...
I hate doing dishes too, but it seems to be inscribed on my forehead and running down my nose that I am the one in our house that does the dishes.
Men, sigh. If you rinse the plate right away, even if you don't wash it for a while you won't have a stench that could kill a moose. It's not the pile of dishes that's making your house stink, it's the rotting food stuck to the dishes.
My daughter just went off to college and therefore I no longer have a dishwasher (the human kind that loads the mechanical kind). *sigh* It's been a lot of years, but I guess I have to start doing it myself again. (as I look at the sink full of disgusting, stinky dishes)
i HATE doin dishes, even more so since i've had jobs as a dishwasher at restaurants... Oh the horror! *shudders*
what i've learned when it comes to doin dishes at home is that it DOES make semse to do them when you only have one or two... Especiallly if you hate to do them.... Why?
because you save yourself so much time and aggravation over em when you do em while just a few! It's over and done with much quicker, and is much easier to do when freshly dirty before things dry out and cake/gunk up on em!
That pile of 52 dishes you let build up over a month will take you hrs of unhappy gross work to clean up, when instead you could only use up a minute or two each time you use a single dish to clean it right then! :3
i used to scold my brother for having stocked up on paper plates and plastic utensils in his apt. his defense was that the water and time he wasted washing dishes is worse than the fake dishes and utensils he used. he's totally right - i witnessed him washing dishes; it takes him literally 45 mins to an hour. so you won't hear any judgment from me. :)
This is precisely why this year I instituted a policy in my home that if you use dishes you must immediately rinse them and put them into the dishwasher. My husband was a divorced single father when I met him and that milk stink was enough to knock me out the first time I helped him with dishes lol
ah yes...I actually like doing dishes..even at work in my office...it is my off the phone time...a little decompression time...but stuff that stinks...or is rotten...double yuc!
Who says the piled sink is unique to bachelor's?!?! Can't suburban homemakers hate dishes and prioritize stacking blocks over standing at the sink?
I've been extra busy lately and the kids dishes from school are piling up in the sink...they smell,and I noticed some mold in the applesauce containers...I believe I'll throw them out...
I quite agree. Hate is most definitely NOT a strong enough word. I can do all my other chores without complaint or excuses....the dishes, however, I sneer, complain, make excuse after excuse...it's horrible. Sometimes I feel like torching the sink and all the dishes in it. It's fine to eat from our hands, no? It's what our ancestors did....
"You know, sometimes there are some seriously crappy sides to being a bachelor. Like having a sink full of rotten yuck."
^ I find it interesting that you just assume your wife or girlfriend will do your dishes... wow.
Been there. Done that. Usually the cats lick the yuck off the dishes, though, so it's not quite as bad. But still haven't figured out where the smell is coming from. Unless one of the cats goes missing...um, nevermind.
I have actually thrown a pan away before because it looke as though cleaning it would require more effort than I was willing to exert at the time.
I'm a bachelorette and I usually have the same problem--mostly because I'm just too lazy to unload the dishwasher so I can put that one dirty dish in it...
@SafiyahRibis I trade doing dishes and laundry with my fiance so that he will cook me bacon. Some things are well worth the trade.
@SafiyahRibis i think the assumption is that a companion would help...I assume that my husband or boyfriend would do the dishes, knowing the hell i'm in...I mean isn't that what relationships entail...helping each other. Not her job, his job. We forget how much responsibility we share until the significant other is gone...