I woke up in a terrible mood.
Actually, I woke up in a fantastic mood…until I went downstairs.
I took one look at the kitchen sink and my heart sank.
I wish I could be one of those people who get all of their chores done the night before and know what it’s like to wake up in a clean house.
In typical me fashion, I wait until a problem gets too big to be ignored and then stress over it for a million years before I actually accomplish it. Until then, I tiptoe around a mess hoping it will just go away by itself. It never does.
So back to this morning. The dishes were to the ceiling and they had been sitting in the sink for literally days. As I was actually counting the number of days that I’m too embarrassed to admit here, I was standing in the kitchen in disbelief. Here I go again, letting things get way out of hand before I tackled them. The dishes were going to take forever, I just knew it! I hate doing dishes anyway and the thought of doing them for days took every bit of energy right out of me. I finally decided to swallow my pride and get to work. I made this mess, it was time to clean it up.
You know how long it took me to do the dishes?
10 minutes.
I couldn’t believe it.
I’ve been going through some weird personal growth things lately and accomplishing those dishes in 10 short minutes made me stand back and think about my life. If something that could seem so impossible be accomplished in 10 minutes, what else can I do?!
Only I can draw up a life lesson from a sink of dirty dishes.