Friday, November 08, 2013
30 days of lists: day 8
i remember a grade school classmate of mine had to don rubber gloves and scrub and scour the house with her mother every saturday morning. i found that so strange. aside from dishes, my chores were pretty focused on the horses and other animals outdoors. it seemed every time i had to do dishes, i managed to cut myself on a knife hidden in the sink under the bubbles. i always wondered if it was passive aggressive on my mother's part, wanting to see me bleed. i'm pretty sure she thought i did it on purpose to get out of finishing the dishes. the truth is probably neither of those.