Dirty dishes stacked, spilling out of the sink... it's a sight that has always discouraged me. I don't like starting a new day cleaning up yesterday's mess!
But one way marriage has been
good for me is that while I can tend towards being a (mild) neat freak,
Ryan, while he enjoys a clean house and thanks me for it, isn't as
bothered by messes. He easily overlooks them, and his priorities are in
different, better places.
Evenings are precious time
together to read, walk, sing, pray, or spend time with friends. While I
would naturally clean up after supper, Ryan often wants that time to be
together - he just got home from work in time for dinner, and it's time
to connect. So I'm learning to choose to look away from the sink and
into the eyes of my love. We're building memories that last, a
relationship with a strong foundation of quality time.
those dirty dishes? Ryan surprised me early in on marriage one day by
thanking me for them. He'd gone into the kitchen before me, and said
when he saw the dishes, it reminded him of a great evening and made him
think, "My wife loves me."
While I'll still take the
times I can to do dishes at night (while Ryan sings and plays at the
piano, reads to me, or completes a one-man task), I'm learning it's
sometimes better to leave them. Showing my husband love is more
important than having a spotless house.
The site of
those dishes still makes me sigh inside, but ever more they're a
reminder of my love for Ryan. They make me smile, as I remember the
evening that left them there. So, as times to choose love over
perfectionism arise, I'll keep leaving dishes in the sink...