Sunday, September 14, 2014

Dishpan hands

Our dishwasher died. It waited, of course, until it, the sink, and the table were all loaded with dirty dishes after Friday's usual cooking marathon followed by having company for two of yesterday's three meals. So this morning I found dishtowels that fit my guys' manly hands and put them to work drying, and got all the dishes washed. Then I dirtied some more making a four-loaf batch of bread and canning seven pints of tomatoes, and washed again. I also did three loads of laundry, watered as much of the garden as I could, and worked on one of the two newsletters that were due last week.

Don't worry; my day wasn't ALL work and no play. Before doing evening chores, my horse and I enjoyed the gathering dusk walking around the arena.

That's it for today from . . .

4 comments:

Fiona said...

I love to read your posts. I find so many women here complain they are SOOOOO busy they only went to the manicurist to get their nails done twice last month! Or they haven't had time for themselves lately becuase hubby has had friends over to play video games...yeiicks. You accomplish so much and understand the entire worthwhilness [word?] of it all! Bless you

Mary Ann said...

You need to get out on the trail and RELAX!!!! :-)

Susan said...

Isn't it amazing how many dishes get dirty on a weekend? I feel like I am either cooking or cleaning. Sounds like you got LOTS accomplished - and I was very happy to hear you squeezed in some quality time with Lance.

Nancy Kay said...

I guess it's never good timing when something breaks down, eh? Hope your week goes very well.