Natasha Fondren

I love my life, but it’s hard work. Writing is a very sedentary activity. Still, my new lifestyle does get me moving. Aside from the exercise I get walking back and forth to the bathroom many times a day (and night), there’s doing the dishes.

I have a sink, but it’s small, and the spigot reaches out but an inch, which makes sticking a pan under there to rinse difficult. Plates? I have to turn the water on full force and angle it just so.

Which is problem, if you remember, because my grey water bucket is only about 2 gallons.

Guess how many gallons of water it takes to wash 6 plates, 20 utensils, 6 cups, 4 bowls, 5 pans, and 2 measuring cups?

That’s about a two or three days of dishes for me. And it takes 7-10 buckets of water. Which means 7-10 trips to the grey water dump, which is over 1 mile of walking, carrying a heavy bucket full of water.

Altogether, it takes about 5 hours to do the dishes and clean my little camper, top to bottom. Because it’s small, I have to clean, top to bottom, every morning, or else it looks like a disaster hit it. I only do the dishes about once every three or four days because there’s a leak that I have to clean up after doing the dishes, and I’m waiting for Glenn to get home to fix it.

Today is a Dish Day. And a big writing day, too.

Are you laboring on labor day? What’s on the schedule? Or are you having a fun day? Do tell, so we can live vicariously!