I dislike dish washing so much. Back when I was young, I used to grunt a lot when I was asked to wash dishes. But it didn’t leave me any choice when my mother assigned a dish-washing job every after dinner. And also, back when I was in primary school, we used to take lunch boxes with us because the school was very far. We had to pack our lunch everyday.
And so when we came home, it was my job to wash the lunch boxes. It was awful. I really hated the smell. I guess that born my dislike to washing dishes.
And brining in the culture now. Sometimes, I wash dishes once in a day, after dinner. I dislike the fact that the dishes stay for along time on my sink… but I am also too lazy to wash dishes after every meal.
Would it help if I have one of those Blanco sinks? LOL. Maybe I should just buy a dish washer? Really, I have been toying with the idea of getting one. My husband told me I can easily afford it. But for now, saving money just for dishwasher is not on top of my priority.
But the good news is… I am now starting to train Samantha on washing the dishes. Good gracious me! LOL. I hope she’d like to wash dishes. I commend those people who do.


