Practice makes perfect. Perfect practice makes perfect.
Unless perfect practice makes one perfectly particular about how things are done. I find I’m struggling with this in the kitchen.
I mean, can we talk about loading the dishwasher? The one here is marginally smaller than at the last house so how you put dirty dishes in makes the difference between one and three loads a day. This just seems so logical to me – load from back to front, fitting items in like puzzle pieces without blocking water/soap from getting to the dishes. Simple, right?
Maybe because I’ve practiced it for so many years, maybe because I’m a little anal, but whatever. Don’t nest the silverware, load cups facing downward, start the load when it’s full – SO SIMPLE. I told the kiddo c’mon, it’s just like Jenga, and she’s all I hate that game. Bless. You know what game I hate? Playing scavenger hunt when stuff gets unloaded and put away in whatever crackpot drawer makes sense to somebody but it’s not like I get to opt out of that one.
But you know what practice did make perfect? Dicing an onion. I can dice an onion like a pro, man.
Linda hosts Stream of Consciousness Saturday. This week’s prompt is “practice/practise.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!