Standing at the kitchen sink,

wearing a work shirt, socks, and underwear

(no pants),

my grandfather would do the dishes

every early morning.


I never asked him why.

Why leave them till morning?

Why get up so early?

Why not put on pants?


I think it was something about

the routine,

the ritual.

Washing dishes in the morning

was a task easily completed

to start the day with a win.


What’s your “washing the dishes”?


Why not do something every morning

which sets you on a path of action?


No pants required.