I love doing the dishes in Samara



Do you love doing the dishes? If you don't, I have some suggestions. First, reorganize your sink area. Buy bright pink scrubbers if that will help. Then put some essential oil in your dish soap. I like lots of different kinds but both lemon and cinnamon are anti-depressants. So they are pro-mood improvers.
Then make the area as interesting as possible. Music is good. A window is good, if you have one.
If you don't like doing the dishes maybe you need a different color and pattern that make you smile. Get some new dish towels that are your favorite kind of colorful.

Put some plants by the sink, where possible. Get creative. Plus, if they are by the sink, it's easier to remember to water them, right? If you have a window, what do you see? Is the window sill full of dusty clutter that can be transformed? Do you have a view out the window? Can you improve the view? Wash the window inside and out. Maybe set up a bird feeder.

I love doing the dishes because here we have dishes that are made of dark blue glass. Plus the view out the window is outstanding. In the same moment I looked out across the narrow dirt road and saw three things in the trees. A black bird with a long tail who was perfectly still and singing. A slow moving green iguana that is easier to see now that it's fall here and the trees lost leaves. And a scampering red squirrel who booked it through the trees.

Most people aren't ready to move to the jungle just so they can learn to enjoy doing the dishes. But most people can make their kitchen a little more colorful and brighter. If you put a black light in your kitchen - let me know. I would love to hear how that worked out. How about a mirror? So you can practice making faces. Or practice your poker face. Or take time to love your face.

My point is; I want you to believe. Believe that if I love doing the dishes, then maybe it's possible you could too. Then apply that to the rest of life. Stop hating to do things. Find ways to make all of life more fun and beautiful. Create a life you don't have to take a vacation from. Share your joy.











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