When we moved into this house last summer, we gave up a lot: a fourth bedroom, a second bathroom, an attached garage, a big backyard, a garbage disposal, and . . . a dishwasher.
Now, the house we left was the only place I’ve lived in my “adult” life that had a dishwasher, so it’s not like I was new to the concept of washing by hand. In fact, I am still relieved to see that homes I rent have a double sink instead of the old school enamel sink original to the building.
But I sure appreciated the dishwasher in our last house, and I was sad to say goodbye.
However! It turns out that doing dishes gives me time to: talk on the phone, think about my sermon, come up with amazing blog posts, and gaze fondly at my child while she demolishes the family room or flings all of the dishes in her play kitchen onto the floor. (Pro Tip: These activities are not simultaneous.)
And guess what else? Doing dishes is good for my heart, my muscles, and my brain! The health benefits of standing while you work, or at least standing and moving around every twenty minutes or so, are well-documented. I just heard an interview on Fresh Air last night about how good it is simply to stand up and walk to the window every twenty minutes. (Since I sit about two feet from the window, I might walk to another window in the house.)
So, when I stand at the kitchen sink, talking to my mother or thinking about Sunday’s sermon or planning my next great post, I am also taking care of my body.
You know what this means: more Dairy Queen treats.
As Ma Ingalls would say, “There is no great loss without some small gain. Please pass the ice cream.” (Pro Tip: If Ma were alive today, I’m sure she would add the part about the ice cream.)