I can’t wash dishes anymore.
Until this afternoon I believed that I was being lazy and horrible and I felt guilty and kept right on washing a few dishes here or there. But today I realized why doing so makes me hurt.
I literally cannot reach the faucet if I stand up straight. I have too much belly. But I’ve been working around it by bending slightly at the waist. Which works fine for, like, five seconds. But it is absolutely not a good way to function for any longer than that, and those dishes I was sneaking have been killing my hip. And lower back. And everything else.
So from now on, no more than a quick rinse of my dirty plates and maybe, possibly, if I absolutely must, I can wash a knife now and again.
This is so frustrating. But kind of hilarious.