About a month ago, I started a new laundry routine that I hoped would help me keep it up-to-date, as I was constantly falling behind. Just days after starting that routine, something went wrong with the washing machine. It didn't take long to fix, but it totally threw me off, and I ended up abandoning the routine. I couldn't help but think that maybe Satan didn't want me to achieve my goals of becoming a better wife and homemaker and so threw a wrench into my plans.
Fast forward to last night. One of my March goals is to go to bed with a clean kitchen. That means wiping down the counters, putting away any dishes that were hand-washed, etc. It also includes running the dishwasher right after dinner and unloading it before I go to bed. Waking up to a clean kitchen and empty dishwasher makes it so much easier for me to keep the kitchen clean throughout the day.
Amazingly enough, I've achieved my goal every day of the month! (Alright, I know it's still the beginning of the month, but still.) Anyway, things were going smoothly, until... (cue dramatic music)...
I was nearly done cleaning up after dinner last night and started draining the water from one half of my double sink. I heard a bad, splashy sort of sound. I looked in the cabinet under the sink and, lo and behold, there was water pouring out of the pipe! I quickly plugged the drain and ran to DangerBear for help.
Apparently, the plumber didn't see the need to actually connect two of the pipes under the sink. They just sort of sit together. Normally, it worked fine. It seems, though, that there's a clog and since the water can't continue down the pipe, it comes out and pours into my cabinet. Sheesh.
So this morning I took the remaining water out of the sink and took out a red dishpan I'd been using to organize things in the office. The kitchen is clean, and no matter how long it takes to get it fixed, I will clean my kitchen every night!
I know it's a small thing, and in the grand scheme of life, dirty dishes isn't a big deal. Still, DangerBear has told me that he really appreciates coming home to a clean house and kitchen. So whether this is Satan trying to discourage me, the Lord testing me, or just plain bad luck, I'm gonna keep going! So there.