It's dark and late - you know the time. The couch is calling and so are these guys. 15 hours ago I got up and got started, and at this juncture, I am soooooo ready to call it a day. I am then faced with a dilemma prompted by this scene.
It's not terrible. A regular mess - nothing interesting. But the question looms - to clean or not to clean!
I tell myself that I can do it in the morning. I tell myself it's time to sit down and I secretly hope that fairies will come clean it up.Then I try the experiment that I often employ when there is something I hate to do - I time it. I dislike switching laundry from the washer to the dryer and starting up a new load - I do not allow myself to put clothes into baskets, because they will stay there, so I need to fold what comes out of the dryer immediately. When I timed it, it takes under 5 minutes! Unreal, all that fretting over a few minutes. Same with unloading the dishwasher - 9 minutes. Now I know.
This spot is really the hub of the kitchen - starting the day with a disaster puts me behind the minute I wake up. It would be such a gift if I could wake up and start fresh. So I give that gift - to myself.
Dishwasher loaded, pots washed, dried and put away, counters wiped and coffee pot filled and ready for the morning - 17 minutes. 17 minutes to a better morning, less work and a clean slate. Leave it or clean it - what do you do?