I really love to do dishes! I know that puts me way up on the weird scale, but I just finished a panful and had to confess to the first confession (see below). It may come from doing dishes with my grandmother when I was young, or the silly feeling of accomplishment I have at seeing them all stacked in the drainer. And I belive I hold the all time record for the number of dishes stacked in one drainer. Do I need to get a life???
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