I was unloading my dishwasher today and once again felt so grateful to have a dishwasher, especially to clean up after Sunday dinner or other special occasion dinners. I went for 27 years without owning a dishwasher. I didn't grow up with a dishwasher. I was raised to be one. I don't think my kids would like to hear this but I am glad we didn't get a dishwasher until all of them were pretty much grown up. I do think washing dishes by hand is very therapeutic, kind of soul-cleansing. Dishwashing time is also a great time for conversation and bonding with those you love. I still enjoy washing a few dishes by hand but there is something almost magical about putting dirty dishes into a box, pouring in detergent, closing the door, waiting... and then opening up the box to find clean dishes!
Pardon me for being a bit bizarre but as I was unloading the dishwasher I started thinking about the interesting possibilities of being able to put our minds in the dishwasher. Don't worry, they would go on the top rack with the Tupperware. We could wash off sticky spots left by worries or fears. We could scrub off unkind thoughts or wash away disturbing images. Think of how nice it would be to polish up fond memories. We wouldn't wash away anything vital but we would get them just clean enough that we could see ourselves in them. This is not to be confused with brainwashing--which actually involves having someone else put things in your mind--seems it would be more accurate to call it brain soiling. Of course we would need to be careful about the high heat setting which could warp our minds. (As you can see, my mind is already a tad warped) For now I'll stick to washing just dishes in my dishwasher but I am in search of a really big dishwasher that I could put my whole house inside of...talk about a thorough Spring Cleaning!
