The Kitchen Sink

I’m writing in the kitchen this morning. Soph just woke up, and noticed the dishes in the sink from last night. “Will you do the dishes?” she asks. The answer is yes. I said I would wash them last night. Last night I was tired.  

It does make me wonder, what are the dishes left in my mental sink. What else was left incomplete yesterday that’s still lying around cluttering things up. It’s not always possible to clean up everything from the day before, but I wonder, wouldn’t it be better if I were to start most days without dirty dishes lying around from yesterday?   

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