Dishwasher.

As I write the only sound I hear is the gentle rhythmic hum of the dishwasher. I can't even begin to describe how thankful I am for it. Joey and I decided that it was time to purchase a dishwasher. It seemed like we were doing dishes all the time. Joey mentioned this to my grandparents, and they stepped in and purchased it for us for Christmas. It has made life so much easier, and I know it will be a huge help once Baby K arrives.
We just had a very nice evening with our friends. Once they left, I saw that the kitchen was in need of some attention because we made Austrian potato salad and Schnitzl. Both of which are awesome but can be messy. Usually, I would be overwhelmed by the mess, but just having the dishwasher made me want to clean up the kitchen so I wouldn't have that sinking feeling in the morning. You know, you wake up ready to start your new day. You are ready to tackle whatever the day holds, and then you walk into a kitchen that is in desperate need of some tender love and care.
So what is the point of this little glimpse into a mundane aspect of my life? I am thankful for the simple things in life. This evening we had great company, great food, a great brother who helped clean up the house, and a great dishwasher. I feel very blessed.