On Sunday morning, I was very productive and did four loads of laundry and washed the dishes. As of 10:30am on Sunday, all the dishes in our house were clean.
Tonight, we came home and I noticed there were a few dishes scattered around the sink, so I figured it would be best to do them before they piled up again. I guess I didn’t realize how many there were. I was 45 minutes into dishwashing, and noticed there were still dozens more dishes to be washed throughout the rest of the apartment. I couldn’t freaking believe it.
I eventually finished and was in such shock at the number of dishes that were dirtied up by just two people in just over two days that I had to count them. Somehow, between me and Lauren, we dirtied up 112 dishes. 112! How? I have no idea.
We had breakfast and dinner Sunday, breakfast and dinner Monday, and dinner Tuesday, plus Lauren baked cookies. Still, that shouldn’t add up to 112 pieces. But, it did, and I am still baffled. Here’s proof!
And I managed to work up a vigorous sweat in the process. Now I think we will go to the gym and continue being healthy.
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Many a mother has tried in vain to solve this very same mystery. To the best of my knowledge, it still remains one of the seven wonders of housework. Glad to hear you’re still hitting up the gym. I just watched the next to last episode of Biggest Loser for this season and it was awesome. Each of them ran/walked an entire 26 mile marathon. Very inspiring!
Dude, I did the dishes on Friday night for the first time in 4 weeks and I fit all of the clean dishes in the drainer without any struggle.
It baffles me that you have 112 dishes.