One day I took a picture of my sink, it was dirty, as it always is. I was trying to capture the pretty copper bottoms of my new pans but I hesitated because the basin was grubby and isn’t that quite frankly a little embarrassing. Especially for someone with OCD and who freaks about food hygiene, I shan’t go into it fully but if I know it’s dirty I can accommodate for that in my preparation (it works in my head). I had neither the energy nor the inclination to scrub the sink clean and retake the photo so I threw caution to the wind and posted the darn thing on Instagram anyway. I could not have fathomed what happened next.
The response I received from posting a ‘real’ picture, the freedom I suddenly felt not having to tidy my life up to take a photograph, the way I suddenly made people who view my Instagram feel less sh*tty about their own dirty sinks and imperfect lives. Now let us not get carried away, this is just a picture of a sink but it’s turned into a little series, it’s freed me up to share more of the reality of my life and challenged me in a creative way to make the down right grubby into something with a little more grit.
So folks things have been a little quiet on the blog front, if you miss me you can still find me most everyday on Instagram posting pictures of things I should really be cleaning, but the truth is this; my sink has been really dirty. My environment is a reflection of the state of my mind and always has been. My sink is really dirty right now. But I’ve been working on it, I’ve prioritised it and allowed other things to fall by the wayside and that is ok. It’s just glorious to sit here and have the head space to tap away again and I hope to see you all over here far more often.
With much love,
P.S. If you have a dirty sink, there’s a hashtag for that now over on Instagram #mydirtysink.