If you've followed my journal long, you've probably noticed that my relationship with Flylady is on-again, off-again. I get lazy and put her aside. Then something will get hold of me and I invite her back into my house.
When you start with Flylady, she tells you that the most important thing you can do is establish a before-bed routine. A crucial part of this is shining your kitchen sink. People (like me) who don't have a dishwasher are supposed to have a dishpan below the sink where dirty dishes can be kept until they're washed. I am NEVER to put them in my sink.
I am not a night-time person. The last thing I want to do just before I go to bed is shine my sink; I've usually been dozing in my Lazy-boy since 7 P.M., for heaven's sake. But now that I don't babysit, and now that the grandson is working second shift, it occurred to me that I can do my before-bed routine at 2:30 in the afternoon. Nobody else is going to be in my house to mess up my clean, shiny sink!
The only minor problem I've had is with the grandson; he comes in around 10:30 P.M. and, like any healthy, red-blooded young man after a hard day's work, he eats. He usually only dirties up two or three items, but when I get up in the morning, there they are in my shiny sink! I've told him to put them under the sink, to no avail.
So I printed out a note in huge letters this morning, which I plan to leave in the sink when I go to bed:
"Do not put dirty dishes in this sink when it’s shining-clean.
Beneath the sink, on the right-hand side, is a plastic dish-pan for dirty dishes. You don’t even have to worry about rinsing, because that messes up my sink; just put them there.
When Cliff gets home, I want the sink to be spotless and empty. It’s his reward for working hard. When I get up in the morning, I want to see the sink sparkling. It’s my reward for getting it to look like that."
Now you might think Flylady is nuts with this sink thing, but let me tell you how well it works: The other day when I decided to hook back up with Flylady, I cleaned my sink like she says to when you first start her "babysteps", and I put away the ever-present dish drainer. I cleared off the area around the sink and wiped the counters, and made sure the kitchen table was clear. That's all. The floors were a mess because of all the snow and mud we've had lately. I hadn't dusted.
Cliff came in after midnight, thought I'd totally cleaned house, and took his shoes off. When he woke up the next morning, he said, "I see the lady from Good Housekeeping was here!"
"Cliff," I said, "All I did was shine the sink, clear off the counter around it, and clear off the table."
"Really? It felt so clean in here. You didn't mop the floors?"
"Look at them," I said. "See Sadie's muddy tracks?"
He couldn't believe it.
So that, my friends, is the magic of a shiny sink. It makes the whole house look better.
At the bottom of several of the pages of my control journal is this little message: "Housework done incorrectly still blesses your family!"
Which reminds me of the old saying, "Do something, lest ye do nothing!"
It may not last long, but I'm flying again.