Wednesday, April 8, 2009

My kitchen is the heart of my home.

I realized something last night. Although possibly not a truth universally acknowledged, it is definitely a truth in my universe. Here it is.


When my house is clean but my kitchen is dirty, I feel like the whole house is dirty. The opposite is also true: When my kitchen is clean but my whole house is dirty, I still feel like my house is clean.


Is this true for you, too? I have found that my kitchen is truly the heart of my home. It is where I spend the most time, during hours that I am awake. It is the place where we are most often together. Even though our dining table is not in there and family meals take place in the dining room (when Andrew is home), the kitchen is still where I find myself almost all day long.


As I have struggled to maintain a clean home and "make [my] sacred home a house of the Lord," (Gary E. Stevenson of the Seventy - wasn't that an awesome talk?), I have found a few stumbling blocks. Mostly, they come in different parts in the kitchen. This week, I am working on one of those: the dishwasher.


I am pretty good at rinsing dishes after they have been used. The dishes don't often pile up in the sink...unless the dishwasher is full of clean dishes. Which is often. I am REALLY good at loading and starting the dishwasher, but I have been known to leave the clean dishes sitting in there for a REALLY long time. Why? I don't know. I suspect it's mostly due to my nature of being a non-finisher. Like putting away clean laundry, I struggle with putting away clean dishes.


There is no reason this should be. It takes all of 5 minutes to put the dishes away, leaving a home for the dirty dishes in the sink. It's really just a mental thing. It's like a chore that looms over me until it becomes this big deal and blocks my productivity by making my kitchen a disaster. It's like the pride cycle in the Book of Mormon, only slightly less destructive and far more frequent in rotation.


So this week, I am trying to unload the dishwasher first thing in the morning, or as soon as it is clean (if I run it in the middle of the day). So far, so good. There are no dishes in my sink. My counters stay cleaner. I feel better about my home as a whole. Now if I could just become a consistent sweeper...

6 comments:

Amy said...

It will get easier when you have a 5 year old to do it for you. hee, hee, hee! She puts everything away that she can reach and puts the rest on the counter for me to do. It's a lovely thing!

Samye said...

Consistent sweeper... that one is hard. At first I thought we would get a dog, (you know how that worked out) so now we just got a dustbuster...it does WONDERS! It can even scoop up larger chunks too...LOVE IT!

Also wanted to let you know that I am going to be trying your cleaning schedule...wish me luck.

Elisa said...

You are just like me. I am an unfinisher with the dishes and the laundry, but that has to do with not getting help from the rest of the family! I know I should not feel that way, but I think they help make the mess, they should help clean it! And if you haven't heard of the best broom out there, I will tell you. It is called a swivel sweeper. It is a little vacuum/broom, but works better than any other copy cats out there on the market, and you have to order it from swivelsweeper.com I believe. My mom bought me mine, because I HATE sweeping, and would wait way to long to do it. But it is wonderful, It takes all of 1 minute to sweep my kitchen, and then you just push a little button to release the dirt out the bottom. Plus it rotates 180 degrees, and goes under couches all the way, and can go on the carpet for quick cleanups! It is a must have I believe!

kate said...

That was my favorite conference talk. I blogged about it too! And your cleaning schedule was an inspiration to me!

Annie said...

Ugh...I will NEVER be a consistent sweeper.

Lacking Productivity said...

I know EXACTLY what you mean about how the kitchen sets the tone of your home. But my problem is with the laundry. I can wash and dry loads and then fold them, but putting it away kills me!