An Abomination?

Isn't that word fun to say? Abomination. I don't even really know what it means besides something "not good."


So, my Grandpa Bunker has said before that he feels that dishwashers are an abomination. I myself feel that they are heaven sent and love the presence of the working dishwasher in my kitchen. But, today while I was washing all the dishes by hand because the so called "abomination" was broken, I was thinking that maybe he has a point. Maybe there is some good that we don't often get to experience that comes from going without this convenience. Washing dishes by hand is work that is conducive to visiting with those around you in the kitchen, visiting with whoever is kind enough to help you, or just giving you time to think. You are forced to stay in one spot focused on one thing that really doesn't require that much focus. Today, I was able to appreciate this work especially because it gave me time to think. I don't really take that time or even make that time very often it seems. I will say that doing dishes in front of a large window with a view of a beautiful flowering yard on a cool comfortable Spring day does make it a much more enjoyable experience. And for some reason, washing someone elses dishes at someone elses house never seems nearly as horrible as washing your own. So in conclusion, I would say that I am very grateful for my functioning dishwasher and I could never call it an abomination, but I can be grateful for sporadic (emphasis on sporadic) times of having to wash the dishes by hand and recognize the good that can come from that.