Sometimes, instead of washing the sinkfull of dishes, I just stack the dirty dishes into like piles and go to bed praising myself for my superior organization skills.
The bad news: the next day, if we are running late for school, I have to serve the kids' cereal on paper plates and plastic sporks from KFC and tell them it's Backwards Day.
The good news: my kids watch Spongebob and have been introduced to the concept of Backwards Day, making it a plausible and exciting explanation.
I'm just going to put this here, in case it isn't obvious yet. And no, it hasn't been washed yet.