I may have worded it a little different, but most of what Jon wrote about me in his post Thrift Shop People was true.
The only thing that got me screaming was when he wrote that I “haphazardly” stack the dishes in the dish drain. I couldn’t let that slide.
Because it’s the exact opposite. I am very deliberate about how I stack the dishes in the dish drain. To the point where I wash them in a certain order to get it just right.
It’s a sculptural thing. When I look at those dishes in the sink my mind starts planning which to wash first depending on what I want on the bottom and what I know I can balance on top of it all. And if Jon adds a dish to the sink as I’m washing, it only makes it more of a challenge.
And not only do I make sure there’s a delicate balance, but I’m also thinking of how the dishes will dry best. So my dish washing and drying is practical as well as aesthetic.
And as for removing the dishes from the dish drain. Well that’s part of the fun. It’s like that kids game Kerplunk. Where you have to take out just the right straw so all the marbles don’t fall.
With dishes it’s pretty easy. Mostly you just take from the top down. Of course you also have to pay attention to which glass is balanced on which dish is balanced on which bowl etc.
So the dishes and glasses break sometimes. That’s what thrift stores are for (along with getting clothes and materials for my work).
I had a friend who was married for 40 years and still had the same dishes she got at her wedding shower. She couldn’t rationalize getting new ones as tired as she was of them. Let me do your dishes, I told her the last time I visited. I’ll get rid of them for you.