Doing The Dishes

In our other house we had a dishwasher for it when came to cleaning our dishes and utensils after using them rather than Mom or any one of us having to wash them by hand. However when we moved to a new house, we didn’t have a dishwasher at first and that meant they had to be washed by hand with Mom doing the brunt work. What else made this harder for her was that during the time she had plenty of other chores to do and she felt like she could never really catch a break. 

Feeling bad I decided that one night when my parents were out for a while and I didn’t really have anything to do, I decided to do the dishes myself and Mom seemed really happy about it.

Then as time passed Mom began leaving me to do the dishes more and more, which I found was gradually getting tedious. There would be many times were we’d be working outside for a majority of the day and came back inside to take a break with my parents and both my brother and cousin playing a video game together. I was left with a lot of dishes, even though I wanted to do my own thing which made the dishwashing process take to long and make me fear that I would not have enough time to do what I wanted.

Weeks later I started my first year of college which caused me to have a mental collapse for the following reasons—I was in a totally different type of school from what I was used to before graduating high school. Second, because I was in a different state, no one I knew from high school was there and now had an entirely new group of students I never even knew.

From that point on, I wasn’t able to enjoy school the same way and had no motivation to do my school work during the day. Also because I would be at school from 3:30-6:25 PM, that left me plenty of time to do the dishes but, like I already said, I couldn’t function correctly anymore and got so distracted by my school work and other mental issues that I didn’t feel like doing the dishes but I still made myself do them. 

Because I was frustrated by all this, there would be times when my brother asked me to make him lunch and, not paying attention, I burned his grilled cheese (which to this day he acts like he hasn’t eaten because of the moments and felt it was intentional because mine was golden brown). 

There would be days when I did half the amount of dishes, but that didn’t please Mom and a lot of times I didn't do them at all. For the second choice, I can remember when my brother picked me up with Mom present and when I said “Hi” to her, all she said was in an angry tone “Why didn’t you do the dishes?”

When Covid-19 hit and I wasn’t able to go to school in person anymore, I felt like I had a lot more dishes to do. On many times after reading for school, I knew I had to do the dishes but there would be an enormous pile of them and I got so angry that I had a meltdown about what the big deal with them was and felt they were just dishes.

But thankfully later on we got a dishwasher and this nightmare came to a well-deserved end.

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Note: Both of these are replicas, not the actual pictures.