Today's post is dedicated to all those (mostly) ladies out there who do the dishes. How many dishes have you washed in your lifetime?  And dried? and put away? Perhaps 100's of thousands? only to go  and get that clean iron skillet out of the cupboard or drawer to do this...

...which, of course, only means that now you have a dirty skillet. Which must be washed...eventually.

And so the cycle begins. I did a lot of dishes when I was a kid. Washing the dishes was one of the jobs that fell to my sister and me. We did a lot of singing and fighting over and around the kitchen sink. Sisters do that, you know. Those were the good ol' days, before dishwashers (my mom still doesn't own one) and microwaves and such. You actually washed your dishes BY HAND! Incredible. 

I have dishwasher now and I use it, but I never put in pots and pans and collanders and knives with wooden handles. So I still do dishes by hand. Every day. And so do you. It's a never ending job because of this: 

I am thankful for my dirty dishes. They are reminders that I eat every day. Some people do not have to wash their dishes. So, dear Sisters (and Brothers),  those of you who are members of the Fellowship of the Sink and Towel, wash your dishes with thankfulness and dry them in gratitude.  Consider your blessings and use the time spent over the sink wisely. As you reach for your bottle of Dawn or Joy, let it 'dawn' on you to be filled with 'joy' while doing this most ordinary of tasks.  You belong to a Very Large Fellowship of loving, giving and blessed people.

Tomorrow's post is dedicated to people who take care of this problem: 

NOT!  I'm just messing with your mind now.... Have a blessed day!