I thought it was time for me to do a little confessing. In the past I’ve read other blogger’s posts about why they blog and the ulterior motives for blogging. Both the motives known and those more ‘subconscious’ motives.
While I have opinions on that subject, my purpose for writing this confession lays along the lines that it is easy in a blog to create a reality that is a falsehood. By simply omitting pertinent facts, I can simply allow things to appear perfect.
There can be very good reasons for doing this act of omission. Sometimes reality is too real and a person must have some element of imagination, creativity and beauty in their daily surrounds and lives in order to face the fact that they don’t have a good and perfect world. So, if creating a blog world that is closer to perfection helps I am okay with this tendency.
In regards to the subject to follow, I was tempted to not write something. After all, I had spoken so passionately about my feelings on this subject. I would like to emphatically state that I still feel just as passionately about the subject and I haven’t changed my mind on the subject either.
Ah, and now I have annoyed you long enough.
[Edited to add: You might want to read this post first! Dishwasher!]
Today I had my husband go out first thing in the morning and buy another nozzle for the kitchen sink that allowed me to use our dishwasher once again.
In some ways, I distinctly feel like I have failed. In other ways, not a single bit. There were a hundred reasons that this was the right choice to make today and that is where I am going to leave it.
I’m sure I’d say why if you ask, I tend to go on and on like that! But it was the right choice for our family. I’d even go so far to say it was the right choice for my marriage and not be facetious.
But there you have it. After a whole summer of not using the dishwasher, it is connected. And, I’m going to bed tonight with a very clean counter. Something this somewhat professional cook loves, loves, loves!