Of all the routine household tasks, washing-up is the one that can’t be shirked (but it is!), even though it’s arguably the most painful and exhausting. Or it was, until today, when I came up with a wizard wheeze (pun definitely intended!).
Every six hours, I have to hit the kitchen to take my next round of meds, plus whatever other trips I might make in the course of the day for water or whatever. So, today, I decided that every time I take my meds, or otherwise find myself in the kitchen, I’ll wash something.
Crockery and cutlery aren’t a problem, as they’re kept to a minimum, and as I’ve mentioned before, crockery is lightweight and indestructible polycarbonate, for both those reasons. Pans, and oven hardware, are an absolute bugger, ditto my mixer bowl and even a simple meal for one can use up three pans (tonight I’m having sliced beef in gravy – home-made and currently defrosting – with spuds and sprouts). Add in the hardware from a baking day, and there’s a lot of work there – for me, anyway, which is what’s facing me today.
Now, though, things are much easier, as I’m just washing one or two items at a time, throughout the day. Still hurts, but only briefly, and not exhausting at all.
Note: I have no room for a dishwasher.